Mathilda and I rode home together last night. It was one of our tougher commutes since we had a good headwind the whole way and Mathilda refused to do any pulling. It took almost 2 hours instead of the usual 1.5 hours. I need to talk with Mathilda about doing her share of the work. She complains that she doesn’t have thumbs, so she can’t shift gears, but I think that is just an excuse. The least she could do is keep her ears down to reduce the wind resistance. Anyway, it is 59 days till The World’s Toughest Half, and I haven’t been running at all. Oh well, I will be well rested.