Only 5 miles down the road and I'm already demoralized. No storms but the headwind is still there relentlessy ripping into the body. It's barely possible to make 6 mph just mile after mile of straight line nothingness. This is the toughest part of the trip for me but I must keep motivated. Today is the first time I have asked myself 'Am I really Crazy for doing this' ?
And then up ahead I see a sweeping left hand bend. Does this mean a tailwind. I can barely control my excitement. My cadence increases. My leg muscles are pumping. 7 mph 9 mph 11 mph. My heart is pounding. I'm sprinting down the Champs D'Elysees to win the Tour de France, I've served an ace to win the final at Wimbledon. I'm about to score the winning goal for Leeds in the Champions League Final. I'm at Woodstock llistening to Jimi Hendrix play the 'Star Spangled Banner'. And I get to the bend. And the bloody wind changes direction!!!.
But tbings are going to get better. After lunch the wind stops, the sun shines and it appears to be downhill making for a pleasant 38 miles to our destination, a very agreable family hotel in Ordway with a restaurant next door.
And at my last coffee stop of the day an American I chatted to paid for my afternoon tea.
I am re motivated.
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