Wind, rain and pain, was the motto of this ride.
Today I rode down to Waterloo to do a group ride with Romain and his father. The wind was blowing and the air was cool, but forty strong riders showed up. The ride was not that much different then a ride in the US only that we had the hole lane to use, as if cars were the minority. Halfway though the ride it started to rain, and shortly after the pace was starting to get fast.
As the rain continued to fall and the testosterone went up, the group shrunk down to twenty. We keep the speed high for rest of the ride, but the rain never let up.
We returned to Romains house drenched and cold, but it was a great training ride, 100km (62 miles) of wind, rain, and pain!
Before the ride