5 Hr wednesday and F%^*&%ing windy!!!

I could get used to this... 5 hours on a school night?? the plan - ride in to work, ride out to Scott's - do the chickenride - strap on the lights and ride home. The forecast? 70 degrees by mid-day and winds 30-35mph from the south (the warm westher had to get here somehow right??)
The commute in was mellow, breezy but fine. I loaded up on fluids and a bar for the roll out, i was hoping to meet up with the SRAM-ies, but they rolled early to avoid having to double time it with the wind. I rolled solo, which was fine because i could eat my 'lunch' without worrying about weaving into one of them. Got to Scotts, it was warm, shorts and i could have got away with short sleeves. topped off fluids and grabbed a vest for later. The roll out was bar to bar, no one was too eager to bust it as we headed S by SW, oh yeah, straight into the headwind. Nature break at the turnaround, got the group rolling pretty well until Tawse TAGGED a huge rock in the road, thought he was fine, i told him to give it 5, sure enough, had to park the group for a quick tube change.
Spunkienes ensued as everyone is a hero in a cross tailwind. for some crazy reason, through the 'esses' on wolf rd, we ended up with a small group, and decided to keep it rollin. Big Matt was taking Godzilla pulls so i was certainly content to sit tight. Pete rocked it up Joliet hill and was certainly GONE, but he sat up, Mike Herr and i busted it up to him and took the right hander onto plainfield with just our trio. Mike swung off almost immediately, which was a brilliant move on his part forcing me to take point, he claims he didnt want to get in the way. Just as i curled my index finger around my SRAM Red shifter for the punch, Pete blasted past me, and it took north of 1300w to start to bring him back. I got to his rear wheel and thought i would run out of road, but he looked under his right shoulder for some reason, the left side was the sheltered side, it was a complete Zabel moment for him as i still possess an ability to stretch my front wheel an extra 5 feet with a well placed bike toss pimping him for the line. Let me again clarify that Pete was GONE on the hill if he chose to, so to steal a phrase from Enmark, don't spike the ball if you are beating retards, i wold say that Pete GAVE me a chance to stay in the hunt by waiting, and i never look a gift horse. well, anywhere on the horse!
Roll call???
5 hrs - 130km - 2297kj .. yes ..it was a WEDNESDAY
Fat kid - OUT like a light tonight!