Riding in winter winds

[wackyjacky1]

Riding to work yesterday morning took me over a minute and a half longer than it usually does because of the strong winds. I consoled myself with the thought that I would have the wind at my back on the ride home, but noooo! Somehow I had it in my face again the whole way. I felt like I was moving in slo-mo.

[malkin]

Zen's "wind phobia" reminded me of Tenessee Williams'

Kitchen Door Blues

My old lady died of a common cold.
She smoked cigars and was ninety years old.
She was thin as paper with the ribs of a kite,
And she flew out the kitchen door one night.

Now I'm no younger 'n the old lady was,
When she lost gravitation, and I smoke cigars.
I feel sorta peaked, an' I look kinda pore,
So for God's sake, lock that kitchen door!

There's nothing wrong with a little reasonable and well founded caution.