Winds gusting at 42 mph.  That’s what greeted today’s ride.  Man, I am so sick of the wind.  Riding in this kind of wind, especially with a crosswind, is ridiculous.  It was also somewhat chilly so I donned the armwarmers, skinsuit, jersey, and took a vest along in my pocket.

From the first few pedal strokes on Old Salem Rd I could tell this was not going to be pretty.  Hardy Breed Jeff W. even commented that something felt funny.  Before I knew it we were screaming down Old Salem Rd, less than 1 mile into the ride, at 26 mph with a “blow you off the road” crosswind.  Somehow I got rotated to the front and reluctantly took my pull.  As I was slipping down the echelon to retrieve my position I didn’t notice that half the peleton had already been dropped.  Once I let 2 bike lengths open up between me and the last rider in the front group it was all over…..I was relegated to the second group.

Luckily it was sprint night so I knew the front group would wait after the first sprint.  As my group hit the North section (Farmingdale Rd.) we accelerated to 33 mph……haulin’ ass!  We eventually caught back on after the sprint.  This didn’t last long.

Once we regrouped the echelons began.  Unfortunately, when you have poor fitness echelons can be nothing more than rotational suffering.  Mainly because a majority of cyclists don’t understand how a proper echelon works.  So if you keep getting gapped you have to accelerate to catch back up.  I can only do that for so long.  When performed properly they can be pretty fast and effortless.  Heck, you can even have 2 or 3 echelons spread across the road with only a few meters in between the groups.  After riding in the gutter for a while I was dropped like a bad transmission.

I decided I had suffered enough and turned around immediately to go home instead of continuing to the “T”.  On the way back, on the same road I rode 33 mph in a Northerly direction, I rode 15 mph in the Southerly direction.  And that was pushing it.

With all the mayhem I did muster up 22 miles.  Not bad on a day like this.