Today’s ride: 51.20 miles, with two cycling friends, on several undisclosed routes ending up in Palos Verdes where we did two of the more difficult climbs in the area. The weather was exceptional and the wind was not fascist, but some of those hills were exerting hegemonic oppression on my legs. I was glad for that 25-tooth cog in my 12/25 cassette, but kept searching for a nonexistent 27. On the descent I hit 45 mph, and could have probably gone over 50 if some knucklehead in a jeep hadn’t insisted on passing me.