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Yukirin
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The tiredness has hit me hard. I'm really glad that my ride was free of p***t*rs and crashes.
I started at 5:30, had porridge, then had another bowl, because I love porridge and my gf had made it for me so would have been upset if I didn't. Then rolled out of Clapton, to the Olympic park a little later than planned, but in time for my wave. Which slowly rollled to the start. There was good feelings abound, and it was lovely and warm and I was truly upset that they'd chopped the hills out.
Started at the front of the wave and naturally went off way too fast. A rider who worked for Virgin Active quickly joined me and he was crazy fast to begin with. RP came around pretty fast as we tried to catch a rider who was unbelievably quick, pelting along at 27+ on his own, caught him and rode as a trio for a very long time. After the Surrey Resevoir stretch I don't really remember what happened but we lost him about 1/2 way round, he was just too fast.
And then the rain. Stinging, pelting, warm and kinda lovely for a time it didn't bother me, but I was continually impressed that I could keep getting wetter, despite seemingly so wet that it was absurd.
Suddenly we were through Dorking, still the two of us essentially two up time-trialling, and getting faster after the traffic of the Surrey proper stretch. The A24 was uneventful, and Leatherhead gave me hope that we were close.
And then more rain, and sewage pouring out of the drains, and my glasses were inundated and so they were dispatched to the back pocket.
Brigthon Mitre were trying to chaingang from about Kingston, and they were very untidy, so let them past only to watch them destroy one of their riders against a bollard in Wimbledon, looked alright though.
Then it was the home straight and we picked up quite a following, hammering it as much as I could. And that was that.
Adam Blythe, amazing sprint.