If you read the lefty blogs, I’m supposed to be dressed in sackcloth, rubbing ashes into my hair and wailing, “Oh, how could I have been so wrong! I am worthless! Kill me instead of the noble Jamil Hussein!” Instead I traded the sackcloth for some Pearl Izumi bike clothes and went for a 40-mile ride on a beautiful crisp winter SoCal day, keeping the cadence high and the cardiovascular system in a nice sweat-inducing upper aerobic zone. Average temperature 60.2 degrees F., wind from the southwest at a maximum of 9.2 mph. No serious climbing today, therefore no rapid descents; maximum speed was a relatively sedate 29.8 mph, with an average cadence of 86 rpm. Now where did I put those ashes?