Felt very flat today after yesterday's efforts. Just dragged my ass around listening (without contributing too much) to all the banter. Picked up the pace at the end trying to catch Macca and it was nice to stride out a bit. The ocean was magic afterwards, cooler than of late with a southerly swell and pounding surf. All topped off by the Brekkie Burrito Wrap in Troubador which even came within 15mins after Barts started eyeballing the waiter.
35km done in 4:28's.