Things are warming up out there. The energy I was counting on to produce torque on pedals and issue decreess of authoritative power to slavish strong legs got used up producing sweat, and converting water to make more sweat, and performing all the unheralded tasks in a system to prevent organ failure and blackout.
The heat makes me slow. Please reference the BRC hall of records if you need verification of this: official excuse #119/ RE: Heat Makes Slow.
It isn’t even real summer yet. There is time to adjust.
The Hummingbird diet- a steady trickle charge of sugar water and 4 avocados per day might save me. Starting the ride before 1:00 P:M might help.
Who am I kidding? Nothing can help. The magma will slowly (I want so badly to say inexorably, but that word was retired in 1996!)ooze across our land until it singes the will of the strong and the weak alike.
Tomorrow, or maybe today, I flee north for the week- as if there is any escape.