39 degrees. 10 mph W wind.

Any ride now can be my last one outdoors for a while, with the imminent neonatal arrival. So I decided to do a longer ride. Built a nice paceline with some other riders until State Line and then went off on my own. Again felt like I was pedaling through molasses. Little Tor wasn't too bad although it was mostly sub-6-mph. Stopped at Runcible for a latte outdoors (place was packed, to my surprise). On the way back I passed a tri team. A rider gave chase and zoomed past, but I caught on an paced behind her up State Line hill. I could have passed her, but I'm a nice guy. On the second hill I gently pulled in front but she didn't stay on. I backed down to let her catch on, but she kept her distance. About a 1/4 mile later, she zoomed past me again. I chased her again. This continued repeatedly until I got pissed, because she showed no riding etiquette. So I pulled ahead. But I was surprisingly tapped, and she managed to catch on. Then I noticed that my front brake was rubbing the rim, which may have explained why I felt like crap these past few weeks. We got to GWB together without saying a word.

48 degrees. 20 mph W wind.

Really strong cross winds. But that couldn't account for the total lack of energy I had throughout the entire ride. I think it may have had something to do with some indigestion I've been having the last few days. Started to pick up on the return leg on 9W but still slow.

53 degrees. 13 mph W wind.

Quick early morning ride. Got back at 9:40. Moderate effort.

57 degrees. 8 mph W wind.

Felt pretty tired from the get-go until the Runcible Spoon. After the break felt better and got back in at a good clip. Moderate effort. On the way back, I pissed off a cyclist on Broadway (http://shiranpasternak.com/blog/2008/11/saving-...).

55 degrees. 12 mph S wind.

Alpine Climb: 7:24, 8:48

Moderate effort. Started a third Alpine climb but decided to head home because it was getting dark fast. Got back in the dark (no lights).