Turn and face into the wind

I've not done a lot except bemoan how crap it is cycling into a headwind.  My ride out to Aldwark Bridge felt mostly headlong into a steady breeze.  This movement of the atmosphere was enough to make my tired legs feel like they were pedalling my bar gate through an invisible wall of jelly.

How dare I complain.  I've forgotten the simple fact that I can still experience this.  There are many people who no longer can.  And a good few more who have it significantly worse when they respond to those in distress at sea; launching into wild crazy spray and salt encrusted gale and driving ice cold rain.

I'm facing LEJOG in 50 days time.  Even though I have planned to ride south west to north east to follow the prevailing wind I'm whining about it.  When the going gets a little tougher, and it will, I need to just stop moaning and get on with it.

The music in the attached video of my ride today is by Thomas Dalby.  The song is 'The Flat Earth'.  Seems appropriate for this part of North Yorkshire.

A lyric towards the end caught my attention with the words "Turn and face into the wind".  Looking this up I found this quote written by Vera Nazarian...

"Close your eyes and turn your face into the wind. Feel it sweep along your skin in an invisible ocean of exultation. Suddenly, you know you are alive.”


I think often of the people who are no longer with us due to cancer and of those who work in perilous conditions at sea...

It's time for me to love the wind...

Speak soon