Wind. It either hurts, or helps. Today it hurt.
The plan was to ride 45-50 km over rolling terrain with a series of sprints strategically placed throughout. Well, have you ever tried a fast sprint into a strong, gusting wind? It doesn’t work. Instead, I felt like I was on a long, steep climb.
On the way back I stopped for beer. I have never shopped for beer on a bike before. I certainly got a few inquisitive looks. I’m tasting all of the local micro brews. Tonight, I have a Naughty Neighbour.