Didn’t think i’d ever wear this kit again but today I found myself representing GB at the World Mountain Bike Marathon Championships in the Dolomites. 62km and 3500m of the steepest climbing imaginable. So beautiful. So sore. Gridded 66th out of 72 riders (that’s what happens when you "retire") but clawed my way through the pack to finish 35th. Respectable I think. I am now not such a pretty sight.