At last, bestie makes a reappearance as the sky was clear, the roads were bone dry, and I was ready to have some fun after 5 days of wetness.
Took a while to get going and was a bit blustery in places. Passed a guy who was fully kitted up, then a few minutes later I hear the click of a shifter behind me, a wry smile spreads across my face, I feel some SCR on the way. Up the cadence just a smidge and hold it well, then I get to the turn where I know the next 15 miles are straight into the wind. Shoulder check for traffic, make the turn and see the fella is a couple of lengths back, here we go, down a sprocket, get up to 22/23 mph and just sit there. Wind was battering me but got into a great rhythm, see ya later 'tata!
Was about 23 mile in when I saw in the distance the darkest clouds coming over toward me. Race the rain game time! I rode until I met it then turned round to see if I could get out of it again. Managed it after about a mile. The legs certainly knew about the morning's antics when I arrived at work!