Some days are just too perfect for work. Sometimes, it’s so far between nice days you simply have to play hooky…
At times Thursday, heading out into the wind we were held to just 13 mph (20 km/h). I know now we had gusts up to 40 mph (65 km/h) – I didn’t know this then… As the wind had its way with us, I just smiled and rode on, sitting up high to give my wife as much shelter as I could. It was brutal hard work, but I didn’t want to be anywhere else than right where I was…. playing hooky and riding with my two best friends, my wife and Mike. I expected my phone to blow up and was shocked to check it and find I was wrong… twice. It’s a rare day get away with playing hooky like that!
With that wind, however, came some glorious sunshine and our first warm day of the year. We knew it was supposed to get above the knee warmer threshold of 65° but we didn’t know it would be better than that when we left. We bucked the wind for what seemed like forever but, for once, we didn’t bother pushing all that hard into it. We kept the pace tame and simply rolled with it. It was surprisingly nice. We stopped at 14 miles to shed clothes – I kept the arm warmers and leg warmers but folded up my vest and stowed it in my back pocket. I was too warm.
Then we hit the cross tailwind and 20+ mph was easy. It was awesome, at least for a few miles.
Six miles later, still eating wind, the gloves and arm warmers were shed. First bare arms since last October. The wind pushed us home, we were soft pedaling and going 23 mph (37 km/h. With a little effort, 27 (40 km/h). We hit spots above 30 mph…
…and along with the ride home came a sunburn. A mild one at that, it was long gone by Friday morning. My Vitamin D deficiency fixed, I felt like a champ all day long.
43.3 miles. 2:28:12 for a 17.5 mph average. Not bad for that much wind. A perfect day of hooky. Perfect.