That pretty much sums up Nordic Racing. And due to my tendency toward masochism, I did two Nordic races this past week. The second race, at Devil's Thumb, just about killed me.
However, due to that pain, riding in the wind today felt like no big problem. It wasn't that bad (it sucked for sure, but I am still alive). It really is true what "they" say- "If it doesn't kill you, it will make you better." (I hope so, because I have another race on Wednesday).