Despite the abundance of lycra I didn't feel like a cyclist, just some guy struggling to ride a bike.Traffic was crap, even at 6am. Wind and rain were annoying and I couldn't wait to get home. On the plus side daughter enjoyed opening all her presents for her 9th birthday. Where did the time go?
At Reading HM last year there was an arch and clock outside Sweatshop on Friar St. I think that was the halfway point.