I got up this morning, and the first thing I did was turn on the local news channel to check out the days weather forecast. I took yesterday off, so it really didn't matter what the weather was, as long as there were no tornados in the area, I was riding! The weather was 67 degrees with 15 to 30 mile an hour winds out of the south. By the time I head for home, it would be 101 degrees, and the wind would then be out of the northwest. This means that I would have a nice ride to work with a pesky cross wind, and a quartering headwind (and heat!) to deal with on the way home.
So, I got ready, jumped onto the Roubaix and headed for work. When I turned east onto the Highway, to my dismay, I found that the wind had apparently missed the forecast, as it was blowing straight into my face! I worked for a couple miles trying to keep up a 15 MPH pace, but I finally gave up, dropped a gear, and found I could easily hold 13.
I rode into the Town where I work, and rode through town to stretch my ride out a little. If I turn around at the first intersection I come to, that makes my 7 mile ride an even 10 miles. As I neared the intersection and continued to battle the breeze, I looked ahead, and could see a hill beckoning me! I will admit with the wind, I did think about turning around, but then I thought "Hey, last time I was on this thing, I rode 70 miles! Am I going to let this little breeze and insignificant hill stop me!?!" So, I kept going! When I reached the top of the hill, (at a rather slow speed that would add nothing to the story, so I will leave it out!) I had to go over the crest a ways before it was safe to turn around, and with the 20 mile an hour tail wind, it was 25 to 30 MPH all the way to work! Turned out to be a great ride after all!!
I just stepped outside, and the forecaster was at least right about the temperature...and time will tell about the wind!