Sometimes I really really hate the wind…especially when I am on my bike and not feeling great. Today was one of those days in Boulder, the wind was blowing at 30mph and gusting up to 40mph. There is something so futile and frustrating about riding into a wind and especially getting upset with the wind (wind rage as I call it). The first hour and a half of the ride, I really was angry at life at the wind at everything. But once I got into the efforts in my ride, I forgot about the wind and focused on going hard. It is amazing how once you stop obsessing about something you can’t control like the wind; it seems to suddenly be a non-issue. I am sure there will be wind rage in the future but maybe next time it won’t take me a whole 90 minutes to get over my blow-hard anger and just focus on the ride.