I wasn't sure today would be a Good Day for rollerskiing. It wasn't raining at my house but the sun hadn't ever come up either and the base of the mountains where we were meeting to ski appeared even more ominous from my perspective on the coast. Yesterday morning it was a Balmy 48° and I skied in shorts and a T-shirt. This morning was another matter entirely; at a Frigid 48° I plunged my hand straight into the spandex drawer to pull out tights and a long sleeve top. Then I threw on a jacket for good measure. My first action after opening my trunk was to take off running around the parking lot chasing down the stray race numbers and energy bar wrappers that the wind immediately whipped out of my car (next time I park in a windy lot I will remember you, Mr. Bernoulli!). Rainy. Windy. It was going to be a long ski. I teamed up with Kate Arduser (Pearson) since 2.5hr skis on Blustery Days are best done with a buddy. It was so windy there were times when you'd come around a corner and come to a standstill. It was so windy I was worried my contacts were going to get sucked from my eyeballs and blown across town into Turnagain Bay. It was so windy that if you handed me my time trail bike with a set of HED Lite Lenticular Discs on it and said that if I rode it instead of rollerskiing for the workout I could Keep The Discs... I wouldn't do it. There was one point where Kate turned to me and said, "I think the wind's dying down" I agreed without pointing out that the Rain was doing quite the opposite from dying down. Then I moved into the lead and within 5 minutes hit the worst headwind we'd had yet. There were at least 10 solid steps where I didn't go anywhere because when I picked up my foot to step forward it got blown backwards as fast as I could bring it forwards. This looks like the end of my sunny Alaskan experience.