Strong rider. Weak rider. Fast rider. Slow rider. None are immune to the punishment of the wind. And, today, we took a pounding from the wind. Sixty miles of which more than 50 were into the wind — a nice strong wind with gusts approaching 30 miles/hour. Oh, and did I mention, it was all up hill? Yeah….that, too. Well, except for one gorgeous 5 mile downhill stretch where we coasted at a pleasant 25 mph.
I’m tired. What? Yes, the human may be the engine, but I also had to listen to that wind and I also had to work to keep the bike upright when the human started to flag. But, you know, it was a really pretty ride. Mission Road is simply gorgeous. But, right now, I could use a little pampering and a good nights rest.
Tomorrow, we have a “marshmallow” ride. Heehee…that’s what my buddy Moots calls it…a marshmallow ride — . A teensy 30 mile ride. Given that it is uphill and the winds will still be in our faces, methinks Moots might me a little less sarcastic tomorrow night. We’ll see.