Sunday’s ride took me out Rte 161 towards Urbana. Newly paved roads and a tail wind made the first 20 miles a breeze (no pun intended). However, at the junction of Rte 4, I took the turn towards Marysville and the real work began. Eleven miles into a 15mph headwind with a slight uphill grade. Did I tell you I really don’t like wind??? Unfortunately that would be the story for much of the remainder of the ride as the wind would somehow find a way to tunnel right into my face. Grueling as I rode East on Watkins road from Marysville to Rte 42.
As I grew increasingly more tired, I envied the cattle that were sunning in the field. The funny thing is I think they were as intrigued with me as I was with them, or perhaps they were thinking that I was bringing their afternoon meal. Yes, I was definitely hungry too.
Once I hit Rte 42, I made the decision to turn around and head West on Watkins. Yes back to Marysville. Why? Well first of all I needed a way to get more miles, and perhaps most importantly, by Heading West I could escape the wind for a good portion of the return trip. The less windy route allowed me to enjoy some of the Fall scenery as the farmers cultivated their fields.
After a 65 mile day I returned home to eat and rest. Not hitting the mileage goal that I had hoped to, my wife and I headed out in the evening for 20 more. My legs were screaming the whole way. Misty could tell I was struggling with the wind and took over the lead, allowing me to draft and save some energy. She picked up the pace and did a great job setting the pace. It was nice to go fast again. Thanks for pulling me along, babe!