Today was a mixed bag. There was a strong headwind on top of being fried from last night's club ride, so I was dragging this morning. I even had to use my small ring (39T) briefly.

On the way home, that wind was agreeable and I zipped to my haircut appointment and home easily. There's a restaurant along the way with a patio, and I heard cheering as I passed. I turned to look, and they stepped it up. They might have been poking fun at my riding, hunkered down in the drops, but I'll take it anyway.