After a week of riding in Ibiza I returned to find that the spell of fine weather in the uk had broken. Tuesday was my first wet ride for an age. I was shivering with the cold and wet after the tea stop for a few minutes before the first climb warmed me up. It's been so warm this year that I'd forgotten what it was like to be cold. It always surprises me :)
Today me and Jane did a short sharp set of hills for an hour and a bit.
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