Much ado about nothing. It was freezing up there; one runner's hands were so cold he couldn't get a jacket on and reckoned he wasn't far off hypothermic; its perfectly understandable that in those conditions a gel wrapper could blow out of someone's cold fumbling hands. I managed to keep hold of all mine but one wasn't far off getting away before I stashed it back in my bumbag. It was also hard to regulate your temperature yesterday, one minute it was pretty nice, quite warm, the next sleety rain or hail. On the second to last climb I was getting very cold but knew I was close enough to the end to push on without stopping to get a jacket on.
Compared to the degree of erosion caused by races the odd bit of litter isn't a huge issue.







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