Just like a garbage man can be now described as a "waste and refuse removal technician," so can a "way too cold and wet
Well, the first 90 mins was dry, but then it just got grosser and grosser and grosser. I had to get in 4 hours and I did! Wound up with 73 miles. But man oh man was that miserable! I thought it was like 52 degrees, turns out it was a LOT colder out:
|So, uh, the temp was 50 at the start, but then PLUMMETED!|
When I finally finished the ride, my hands and fingers were so numb that I had to use my teeth to A) unzip the gloves and B) to bit down on the glove to remove it. I am not sure I have ever been that cold in my life!
The good news is that my legs felt awesome by the end. I could have done another 2 hours and easily done 112 if I had to. I had a gigantic waffle breakfast with my friends before the ride, then went back afterwards and they served me up some hot and hearty veggie stew. Thank you B & V!!! Hit the spot perfectly.
The last few times I rode in conditions similar to this most recently was the first loop of Lake Placid at my coach's training camp, but then before that in pouring rain and 47 degrees for 3.5 hours when I got bit by that dog.
Hey, at least I didn't get bit by a dog! Oh wait, I did get bit by a dog, well, more like had a soft mouthing on my forearm saying, "Hey! I didn't say you could stop petting me!!!"
His name is Bjorn, and unfortunately I couldn't steal him. But he is a gigantic 105 pound softy. I thought he was a bear the first time I saw him! Funny that Bjorn means bear in Norwegian.