Well having been told no by my legs this morning I jumped on the tdz @ 3pm as they felt a bit more normal.
Started off ok, brief stop at the petit kom to open a door as I was over heating, went alright from there but was slowly losing any real enthusiasm or energy up until about 3km to go. At that point I really started to struggle and at about 1.8k I pulled up and had to go wandering off on very wobbly legs to find some food. Pulled a flapjack thing from my ride bag, inhaled that and dragged my self to the finish before eating my body weight in sausage roll.
Ended up raiding the cupboard for a can of pop about half an hour later as I was actually going a bit faint and headachey.
Probably for the best I didn’t try first thing this morning before breakfast. I think I may have over done it this week.