Originally Posted by
Dudelsack
Ain't it the truth.
It was 65 out this afternoon on my ride. I thought I was going to freeze to death. I spent months acclimating to the heat, to the point that 90 felt balmy. It's not fair.
We do have one desert Rat that lives by us and used to have a place on Phoenix. He stops riding with our group in the winter, normally by November 1 and we don't see him again until spring or when it gets over 63 degrees. That is right if it is 61 he stays home. I asked him if somehow he got a blood transfusion from a Lizzard by mistake.