...Daniel Burnham, that is, one of the architects who redesigned my fair city after it burned to the ground a century ago....

Day started with the usual 3 mile ride to work. Chillier than I expected, and the clinic was freezing cold. They closed the clinic early for a retirement party, so I rode home, and was really chilled by the time I got here. Changed clothes and drove back for the party. Left in time to catch "X-Men".

Somewhat peeved that my plans for fun and romance came to naught for this weekend, and feeling a bit like a mutant super-hero myself after the movie, I came home, fueled up my tummy, dressed warmly enough, and took off on the Green Hornet. Put another 25 miles on the bike, riding about 1/2 on city streets and 1/2 on the south branch of the lakefront path.

Which is where Mr. Burnham comes in. The view of Chicago from the south lakefront is spectacular. It's like seeing the Emerald City rise up from the poppy field in Oz. Today turned into a gloriously sunny day. Pretty windy out of the NE; at some points I was fighting to keep up 12 mph. With the wind at my back, I went down in the drops and hit 25 mph. What a delight.

I ate a pack of sport beans at about 20 miles, and drank both bottles of water. I was surprised at how much power I had throughout, even when I was fighting the wind. How I wish I could run as strong and long as I can ride!