You know that breeze you're so thankful for on a hot day? The one that breaks up the humidity and makes the heat bearable? Well, you can have it. At least today, that is.
The last 3 or 4 miles of my 8-mile morning ride was straight into a 20 mile-per-hour wind. It totally kicked my butt. My mom was meeting me to go to the farmer's market as soon as I got home, and I seriously considered calling her to come get me on the road. At one point, I stopped pedaling to see what would happen, and the wind pushed me backwards. Seriously.
It got me thinking about how hard life can be when you're fighting the nature of things. Lord knows, if my house had been in the other direction, the wind would have practically carried me home. On the very same road, the forces of nature could work to my advantage or resist me every inch.
So there I was, thinking and pedaling and panting as I crossed a stretch surrounded by open fields. I decided to ride as far as the trees ahead and see if I could manage the rest or should throw in the towel and call Mom. The difference was obvious the moment I reached the trees. The going was still tough, but manageable. "Hello, friends," I called out.
In that instant, the lessons became clear: Go with the flow as often as you can. If you're hitting constant resistance, you may be going the wrong direction.
If you simply must head into the wind (like...if that's the only way to get home), surround yourself with friends who will break the wind and shade you from the sun. The road may still be tough, but you'll manage.