Goal Sunday was a solid tempo ride. I decided to take a new route. This one is known locally as the "runway ride". Roughly, the route goes from the city's core up to the Bush Intercontinental Airport. New routes are always and adventure! The winds are howling from the north, with gusts from the northeast. At one point, look down and see single-digit speed. Mercy. What do you do when you're out of your zone, but going so slow? Keep riding out of zone! I put in more effort on the northbound portion of the route than intended. Takes more time than anticipated as well. Why they call it the "runway ride"...
Southbound feels riding downhill! Big boy gears all the way. Just a mile or two from the airport, I run into what at first glance I think is a dog...
Whoa! That's a goat! In the middle of the city! Do goats bite? Do they chase biker's like stray dogs? I don't hang around to find out. It's easy to forget how rural parts of Harris County are. Especially when just another few miles away is this view of the city scape from the Union Pacific rail yard...
As I near the end of the ride I'm beat. Tired of being in the wind. Odd how wind can make you feel so tired. It's a good ride. A bit more effort than I wanted, but worth it. Tomorrow's rest will be earned. That's a great feeling!
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