I got up today and the BBC was saying 27mph westerly winds. I decided to head West into the wind, so I would have it behind me on the way back. I got about 8 miles when I began to think about potential opportunities for turning off and cutting my ride short- but kept going. Something brutal and primal about it - man and machine against the elements, though I'm not sure the machine was doing enough. I'll have to give it a stern talking to, and advise it to MTFU. I made it to Torphins, about 25 miles into the wind - an awful lot of it out of the saddle. Then I headed back - met a couple of groups of cyclists struggling through the wind looking miserable and very tightly bunched. I thought I know what your doing, but I've done my bit - without a wheel!
Final tally just over 50 miles, about 13 mph out, but finally made 16mph. My legs are telling me that the ride felt more like an 80 than a 50.
Final tally just over 50 miles, about 13 mph out, but finally made 16mph. My legs are telling me that the ride felt more like an 80 than a 50.