A small group from my club did a morning ride yesterday, and I almost didn't go because it was so windy, though not all that cold. Anyway, my friend, with whom I usually ride somewhere off the back, called me and guilted me into going (did I just turn a noun into a verb? Yikes!). And am I glad she did!

The wind was like yours, twin--threatening to push us off the road occasionally, in addition to pushing us forward or back alternately. But I got in a good two-hour ride so I didn't feel so bad about the marginal pigging out I did later. I returned home to find the power out, so had to shower with no lights on (no window in my bathroom)--interesting experience!