This morning is a horrible morning. It’s raining hard, it’s blustery, and it’s miserable. My golf course actually closed yesterday (which is really unusual) and I don’t see it opening for a couple more days at least. So I really didn’t want to get on my bike this morning and have to cycle to work. My heart rate went above 100bpm just when I struggled to get all my layers and waterproofs on.
So why then, by the time I reached the sea, was I so happy and comfortable? My waterproofs leak, it rained hard all the way and it was really blowy on the seafront, but for some reason I was feeling really good. Weird.