Finding strength in the headwinds

Sharing this here because I don’t think anyone other than you guys can relate to this experience. I’m close to the end of my first tour – westward across the Canadian prairies – and I had a really tough day today. Cycled about 80km into head/crosswinds that were 30-40kmh gusting to 50kmh, and I was climbing in elevation most of the ride. It took me almost 8 hours of cycling. At one point with 20km left I gave up and tried to hitchhike, but after about 30 minutes of trying and a bunch of people looking at me weird, i gave up on that too. I decided to just dig as deep as I could to get myself there and I did (screamed into the wind quite a bit). Got myself a loaded burger and onion rings when I arrived and I don’t think food has ever tasted better. I have another couple days of this type 2 fun and I’m sure I’m going to look back at it with fondness some day. Had some beautiful badland views along the way.