• I think last night was in my top 3 hellish commutes in terms of conditions, but as I was generally wearing suitable attire, there was a certain type two fun to it all.

    The "worst" moment was coming through the middle of Richmond Park. Must have been a 30 plus mph headwind, and as the rain really kicked in the pings coming from my top tube confirmed it was turning to hail. I was thankful for the peak of my cap, but could only advance with my eyes open whilst looking straight down at the floor, with a glance up every few seconds to check my alignment.

    I was still going ok, chuckling to myself at the absurdity of cycling though a pitch black park that felt more like an exposed Scottish mountainside while my face enjoyed an an ice-blast exfoliation, when some nutter flew past me the other way, pushed on by his tailwind - but with No Lights!?! Madness.

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