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Well, folks, gather ‘round and buckle up your cleats, because we’re about to embark on a promenade of epic proportions. Picture this: 2 kilometers of pure, unadulterated walking, the kind that would make even the peloton tip their helmets in respect. The mercury’s holding steady at a brisk 13°C—now that’s 55°F for those keeping score in old money—perfect weather for a jaunt, not too hot, not too chilly, just right in the Goldilocks zone. 🌤️ But wait—there’s more! A 12kph wind is sweeping across the course, enough to ruffle your hair and remind you that Mother Nature is always a wildcard in the tactics book. That’s a gentle crosswind, my friends, the sort that can make you feel like you’re gliding along, or, if you’re not careful, nudge you sideways like a domestique caught out in the echelons. 💨 Stride after stride, you’re tapping out a rhythm, legs ticking over like a Swiss timepiece. The air is crisp, the scenery’s rolling by, and if you close your eyes—okay, don’t do that while walking—but if you did, you could almost hear the distant rumble of the Tour de France caravan. 🚶‍♂️🚶‍♀️ So hats off to you for conquering this 2km odyssey in classic conditions—13°C, a sprightly 12kph breeze, and a heart full of panache. Chapeau! 🧢 Wiatr 12 km/h NE Komentarz wyścigu autorstwa Windfield.app↗