Headwinds suck on track bikes. I was out doing sprints on the road in a monster gear and I had to fight a 20mph headwind all the way home at around 40rpm's. By the time I got back, I felt like I had just gotten done squatting.
I did have some motivation, though. Some hicks in a jacked-up red pickup with (of course) a rebel flag in the back window were having a grand ol' time harassing me. Nothing picks up the cadence of a ride like knowing the redneck piece of shit who just threw an empty beer can at you will probably be back.
My refusal to acknowledge them (don't feed the animals!) must have been enough to bore them after only two laps past me. Weak.
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