A mechanic of PCad's vintage at my LBS told me that his old coach used to advise against rides in temperatures above one's own body temperature. I thought that sounded like pretty sage advice, and like a good excuse for skipping the KILLER thursday ride on nights like tonight. Temperature = 101.
So 7:30 rolls around, and here come 2 guys who are regulars on that ride, cooling down. Holy sh*t! I thought the ride just evaporated on days like this. I foolishly assumed that no one would participate in a 2 hour, 50 mile, Bataan Death March of Cycling, in that kind of sweltering heat, but I forgot just how insane my UCSF brethren are.
The competition never rests.
I am feeble and weak-willed.
They are not.
Originally Posted by Ryanf
its a start: 1. measure thighs 2. get on bike 3. win