Hallucinations, Realizations, and Motivations Riding in the
Desert
I now have two blazing hot mid-day rides under my belt. One mountain, one road. Here are some thoughts:
Mountain:
Wow, I have the trails all to myself.
Look up for snakes.
The heat is not that bad. 5 minutes later, dang its
hot! 5 minutes later, the heat is not that bad.
It’s a good thing I have some “tropical” in me.
Road:
9 minutes 21 seconds in: Beer is going to taste so good
when I’m done!
10:13: It must be hot if there is a snake carcass in
the bike lane.
21: 06: Climbing back up to my house is going to hurt.
24:37: Agh! 100 degree Gatorade tastes like piss! This
flavor is dead until winter.
32:24: Dang its hard to put a water bottle into my
jersey pocket. Tommy D makes it look so easy.
40:42: I should probably sprint to a sign or something.
40:43: Sprinting is stupid.
60 minutes: Beer
Note: Roadies, don't judge me because I only road for an hour, it was hot!
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