So yesterday I was gung-hoto ride, and today I had a case of  the blahs and dragged my feet right to the very end, but I still made it out the door.   I had intended to do 60 miles or wso again - nic easy pace, stopping at Chipotle (pronounced Chi-Poodle of course) for  aburrito te size of my head.
 
I just didn't have a whole lot in me to begin with, and I was carrying pretty close to 10 extra pounds in locks for the bacchetta.  Then I felt the wind gusting and knew it was going to be a long ride.   It was interesting.  Into the wind I achieved 8-10,. 14-16 with a sidewind, 16-18 with the wind blocked, and 23-24 with a tailwind.   I had headwinds or sidewinds most of the trip, though.  
 
At one point, I thought the front wheel actualy skidded left an inch when a strong gust hit.  It was pretty wicked.
 
Still, in spite of the soreness and blahness, I managed 41.75.   Not bad.  Saw a man in a full 3 piece suit carrying a bible.  Dunno what he was on about.  Also as I rode by hoffbrau steakhouse it smelled so good, and then I saw the cloud of smoke and everyone standing outside - I guess the kitchen caught fire - still smelled yummy though!
 
OH!  And I saw a teenager out with his friends cruising on a CLWB bent.  Dunno what it was, but he gave me  a"nice bike" as I went by.