Tuesday, February 21, 2012
15.6 mph.
That's it. That's all I could muster on my ride home tonight.
I felt decent enough, but the motherfuckingmotherfucker headwind had other ideas for me.
As I turned onto Farmington Ave for the final stretch home, as the sun was setting I saw another cyclist heading West. He was spinning like mad, yet not moving too fast. We waved, I yelled something about enjoy the tailwind, and realized he was yelling something similar, proving cyclist always have a headwind.
As the sun dropped below the horizon, the wind began to die down as I pulled onto my street.
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It's funny how the wind always blows harder when we are out on our bikes and the headwinds seem to follow us around....!
-Trevor
Not for me. 5mph on a 15% descent and on the way back I was cruising at 35mph!!
How did you really feel about that headwind?...
I'll still take a headwind over a side wind though. Ugh.
I think I used profanity as both an adverb and adjective there.
One of the wonderful things about mountain biking is the trees and slower speeds negate the wind's effect. Unfortunately I can't ride in the woods all the way to work...unless I start riding through people's backyards...
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