Sunday Wind

I traded wind for warmth on Sunday. In the morning there wasn't much wind, but it was 32. In the afternoon it was in the low sixties, but very windy: a steady 20 mph wind. I decided to route my ride to start with the wind, going north so that I would also finish going north, with the wind behind me. No matter, riding into the wind was a bear for 10 miles.

My one regret was passing a cyclist going up hill w/o saying anything, but I was moving so fast because of the downhill before it that I though they'd never hear me, and I also thought I would spook the person, and I wasn't going the stop and chat in any event. But still, I felt bad -- yet I didn't want to slow my momentum on the up hill.