Had a beautiful tailwind yesterday morning. Blew into work refreshed and ready for Monday. My boss commented that my face was red. It was the sting of the chilly air on my way downhill four miles. It was better than coffee to wake me up. Well, almost. Add a liter-sized Thermos of coffee, and you’re in business. Thumping out emails and making my office smell like hot ink from the buzz of writing.
Then there was a family emergency in the afternoon, and I had to truck to Hampden — uphill and straight into a nasty headwind. (My parents got robbed, but all is well and replaceable.)
I forgot what my point was.