My right thigh is killing me

I can cross "catch a tailwind in Kansas and have a huge day" off the list, because today I rode 127 miles! That's 40 more than my previous best. A tailwind was in the forecast, the terrain was flat, and it was going to be in the 80s. I pretty much had to do it.

The tailwind wasn't that strong and turned into a crosswind by 2, but I was able to get in several hours at 17 mph. I ended at 15 average for the day (1.7 more than my previous best) but it would have been a lot higher had the wind kept up.

Unfortunately I had to leave David behind. I feel a little bad, but I just wasn't going to be able to make it if I stayed at his pace, so I left him about 3 hours into the ride. Maybe I'll see him my next rest day.

Kansas is now my least favorite state to bike in by far. Right now it's wheat harvest time. This means that the roads are FILLED with 18 wheelers hauling either grain or a very oversized load (usually gigantic John Deere havesters) bringing the grain to the local co-op elevator. It's not like they're being driven by truckers either. It's either farmers or farmers' teenage sons. I think the fear-of-death adrenaline really helped in getting me to the finish though. Ugh.

I've got to say, the rearview mirror I've got attached to my glasses is sooooo helpful. It helps a ton knowing when I've got to get off the road (e.g. Pinch point involving a train of oversized loads behind me and a grain truck ahead: GET OFF THE ROAD PANTANO... NOW!). The farmers appreciate this too.

Didn't see any other bikers on the road until about 6 where I passed three eastbounders. Two girls who didn't look like they wanted to stop and a nice Korean guy named Mu. He started in San Fran. His advice for the desert was to start early and bring 2 gallons of liquids. I was already planning on doing both of these, so that's reassuring.

I'm in a small town called Dighton. I'm pretty sure it's one of those disappearing Kansas towns. This place is depressing. I'm just glad the motel is still open.

I'm eating a fried steak for dinner. It's pretty gross but I need the protein.

I hope my thigh heals by tomorrow. I may have overdone it a bit.