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For some reason, and I have a good idea of what (but I’m not telling), it seemed as though a particular element of nature wanted to make sure I suffered. Not earth. Not fire. Not water… even though it rained pretty hard today. The element out to get me this afternoon was wind. And let me tell ya, it GOT me.

I don’t know if it was the extra exercise routine I performed during my lunch break, where I went out for a bike ride rather than play a video game, read, or just surf the ‘net, but I wasn’t in my usual energetic pumped up mood to ride home after work. Of course, the wind didn’t help matters either.

It seemed that no matter which direction I traveled, the wind was in my face. STRONG wind too. Heading east to Dominion, the wind was blowing west. Coming out of Dominion and heading west and down to the lake front bike path, the wind was blowing east. Going down the hill towards the Boulevard Club, the wind was so strong that I had to peddle down the hill to keep the motion going. As soon as I turned up north to ride through High Park, the wind was blowing south, and continued to gust harder when I was going up the semi-mountain at the southern entrance. Even when I turned off the road to go into my building’s parking lot, the wind suddenly switched direction to make sure it was in my face. Something larger than myself was at work here.

And, it seemed to only affect me. Sure, the people passing me on bikes seemed to feel the wind a bit, I could see their clothes rippling. Yet, that didn’t seem to slow them down. A dude on rollerblades passed me as I descended the hill towards the Boulevard Club… how the hell was that possible if I wasn’t the sole target of the wind?

But it didn’t stop there. No. I had to wait for about 10 minutes at the elevators to finally get on one that wasn’t full of people and would allow for room for my bike. The elevators took their sweet time, which ensured there would be a steady stream of people waiting with me. I bet the wind bribed them into giving me one last bit of hassling for the night. I was even tempted to take my bike up the stairs, but I wasn’t about to give in THAT easily.

Still, the joke is on the wind and the elevators. I got one HELL of a workout for my trouble, and my steak and veggies tasted AWESOME. In the end, I paid my dues, and it was worth it.

Breakfast

• One can of Clover Leaf light Skipjack tuna (120g)

Activity

• Rode the bike to Dominion and then to work (8km)

Snacks

• Two light Babybels

Lunch

• Small chicken Caesar salad with real bacon bits - (Dominion - 250g)
• Light Caesar dressing

Activity

• Rode the bike around the CNE and lake front (6.3km)

Snacks

• One light Babybel

Activity

• Rode the bike to Dominion and then home (8km)

Dinner

• Top sirloin steak with spicy hickory rub (562g)
• Veggies (one whole red pepper, one whole orange pepper, three slices of red onion, sunflower oil)
• Two pint glasses of Diet Pepsi (I had a moment of weakness… okay, two moments of weakness)