I wan’t sure how I was feeling the morning of the race. Tired definitely. A busy week, pre-race nerves and a windy night didn’t allow for a good night’s sleep.
Up out of bed. Coffee. Only half my breakfast. Buffeted down the M5 to the race HQ. Parked, loo, registered. Bumped into Helen, nice to see a familiar face. Race briefing and then we were off in what seemed like no time at all.
The rain had more or less stopped. But the wind. The wind dominated the day. Hat, gloves, tee, long-sleeve and jacket. Had to keep moving to stop feeling frozen.