The whole day in the bike was kind of gray.
For the first time my legs were actually sore. Most likely thank to the up/down the day before.
I didn’t know Amanohashidate was in my route, but when I saw the sign I had to make a slight detour. A picture doesn’t make justice, as the real deal should be seen by your own eyes.
The first hours were slightly cold with headwinds, but I was still able to maintain pretty good pace. The worry was, I was wearing all my gear and still feeling chilly on the flat. Good thing I had some hills in the mix to warm me up.
At noon the weather improved, but my spirits were kept down by a nagging discomfort, which then became a stinging pain in my left hip. Noting serious that proper stretching cannot fix.
Also made a realization my waterproof bikepack isn’t waterproof anymore… due to my own incapability
That brings me to the next point, I made a promise to several people not to go overboard and listen to my body. Thus the next day is a rest day.
In the end, cramming wasn’t a good idea.
Over 820 kilometers in 5 days. Time to heal.