The Zen of Wind
#1
The Zen of Wind
The wind is your enemy
Until you stop, give up, and turn around
And then it becomes your friend
This is a metaphor for life. Or marriage. Or getting lost during family vacations. Or something.
Sometimes, though, the wind is just a bastard, and follows you around, slapping you in the face and taunting you for not training enough during the winter, when the apple pie and other baked goods tasted so good.
Until you stop, give up, and turn around
And then it becomes your friend
This is a metaphor for life. Or marriage. Or getting lost during family vacations. Or something.
Sometimes, though, the wind is just a bastard, and follows you around, slapping you in the face and taunting you for not training enough during the winter, when the apple pie and other baked goods tasted so good.
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I have found that by not riding, the wind is at a loss to torment me any longer.
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The wind is your enemy
Until you stop, give up, and turn around
And then it becomes your friend
This is a metaphor for life. Or marriage. Or getting lost during family vacations. Or something.
Sometimes, though, the wind is just a bastard, and follows you around, slapping you in the face and taunting you for not training enough during the winter, when the apple pie and other baked goods tasted so good.
Until you stop, give up, and turn around
And then it becomes your friend
This is a metaphor for life. Or marriage. Or getting lost during family vacations. Or something.
Sometimes, though, the wind is just a bastard, and follows you around, slapping you in the face and taunting you for not training enough during the winter, when the apple pie and other baked goods tasted so good.
#6
The wind is NOT your enemy. I ride in an area where strong, coastal winds are a constant companion. That's not even counting the recurring Santa Ana winds. The wind is a training opportunity, no different than hill repeats or intervals. Embrace the wind, learn how to ride in a strong headwind and have fun!
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The wind is NOT your enemy. I ride in an area where strong, coastal winds are a constant companion. That's not even counting the recurring Santa Ana winds. The wind is a training opportunity, no different than hill repeats or intervals. Embrace the wind, learn how to ride in a strong headwind and have fun! 
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The wind is your enemy
Until you stop, give up, and turn around
And then it becomes your friend
This is a metaphor for life. Or marriage. Or getting lost during family vacations. Or something.
Sometimes, though, the wind is just a bastard, and follows you around, slapping you in the face and taunting you for not training enough during the winter, when the apple pie and other baked goods tasted so good.
Until you stop, give up, and turn around
And then it becomes your friend
This is a metaphor for life. Or marriage. Or getting lost during family vacations. Or something.
Sometimes, though, the wind is just a bastard, and follows you around, slapping you in the face and taunting you for not training enough during the winter, when the apple pie and other baked goods tasted so good.
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Wind is a trickster. Deludes me into thinking I'm riding fast on a calm day, then shows me the truth with a 30 mile headwind back home.
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I live in the 4th windiest city in the United States (Amarillo, TX) so I don't want to hear you people whining, unless you live in the 3 windier cities above mine.
Just for reference, the wind here during March/April is typically between 15-35mph sustained, with gusts up to 60mph, depending on the day. Tomorrow's forecast is for 30+mph winds with 45+ gusts. So stop whining and ride.
Just for reference, the wind here during March/April is typically between 15-35mph sustained, with gusts up to 60mph, depending on the day. Tomorrow's forecast is for 30+mph winds with 45+ gusts. So stop whining and ride.
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The wind is NOT your enemy. I ride in an area where strong, coastal winds are a constant companion. That's not even counting the recurring Santa Ana winds. The wind is a training opportunity, no different than hill repeats or intervals. Embrace the wind, learn how to ride in a strong headwind and have fun! 
Also, you don't want to be the wind's enemy. He is stronger than you, and you'll never be able to beat him. So, best to be his friend.
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The wind is your enemy
Until you stop, give up, and turn around
And then it becomes your friend
This is a metaphor for life. Or marriage. Or getting lost during family vacations. Or something.
Sometimes, though, the wind is just a bastard, and follows you around, slapping you in the face and taunting you for not training enough during the winter, when the apple pie and other baked goods tasted so good.
Until you stop, give up, and turn around
And then it becomes your friend
This is a metaphor for life. Or marriage. Or getting lost during family vacations. Or something.
Sometimes, though, the wind is just a bastard, and follows you around, slapping you in the face and taunting you for not training enough during the winter, when the apple pie and other baked goods tasted so good.
Have you been reading "The Tao of Pooh" again?
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