About a third of the way up the hill, Stuart mutters something about heading off to do a couple of laps round the mountain and meeting me at the top. I don’t really hear what he is saying, I’m in the zone. Not quite sure which zone, probably the wet and cranky one. I raise my head to see him heading off up the hill, with my rain jacket in his pannier. I return to my zone, slightly wetter and definitely crankier.
However, my motivation and cleats carry me to the top of the mountain – without stopping!! This is the first time I feel any sense of progress in my training.

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