What are we all playing this weekend?

I would like to say this missive is brought to you from a dark, ventilated room where I lay upon a bed of ice packs. However, if all goes according to masochistic plan, I will already have been cycling for a few hours when this goes live. I need to get out of the house and onto the road before the sun's too high in the sky and the tarmac becomes an oven baking me from below.
The payoff at the other end? The first BBQ of the summer and, I sincerely hope, a tall glass of chilled water.
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