Crikey, I knew it was cold. My feet never warmed up all ride. The weather forecast lied, indicating it would warm up to 11C, when in fact it was between 3C and 5C in the Surrey Hills. I set off in 7C thinking it would warm up a bit but it got colder and stayed cold. This affected the whole ride - climbing, pushing along on the flat, and so on. And a spiteful strong wind against on the way back just to rub it in. What a wanker the weather is. Took refuge in my usual coffee shop in West Byfleet on the way back and my feet really needed the warmth (my ego really needed the date and walnut cake, and my energy really needed the coffee). Meanwhile, despite the sodding climate, the hills were quite fun. I even indulged following my nose and "getting lost" and including a bit of unexpected elevation for shits and giggles. Well, anything to take my mind off the cold.