Monday. 20-25 mph winds with 35 mph gusts. Tailights (renamed Tempo-titan), Chum, and I meandered for 54 plus miles north, east and south of Kvegas. Wind was out of the WNW at worst provided a favorable crosswind — until we made the turn west on Yokley towards Lake Tomalex. From here on I was spewing ‘merlot’ — that is whining. Bad legs, now power, exhausted, wa, wa, wa.

I came down with strep the next day thanks to my youngest. Spent a day in bed, spent another at the doctor, and now I feel somewhat normal. Doesn’t “feeling normal” feel absolutely awesome! I’m always surprised by how good normal is. Now, maybe I can get back on the bike.