It’s 5am and I’ve been up since 3am. Couldn’t sleep anymore so I got up and read some, and had breakfast.
Yesterday, the wind had picked up enormously. Not an expert at predicting wind speed, I thought that it must have been well over 30 MPH. As I fell asleep, the howls of the wind were blowing outside my windows.
Today, at 5am, when supposedly the winds are supposed to be dying down towards race day, I hear them howling still outside the windows. It’s an omimous sound, and I can only hope that the wind does not appear tomorrow on race morning. I shudder to think about cycling in that kind of wind, not to mention braving the white caps which I am sure are out on the ocean right now.