‘Murica 45

I rode the ‘Murica 45 this morning with Tobie, Brendon, Aaron and Chad.  45 miles of hot, hot, steamy, hot, intemperate, hot gravel.  Lots of sweating.  It was hot.

Briefly took respite in the (surprisingly cool) bucket of a stationary excavator.

Made the all-important BP stop for fuel.

Rode some roads that we don’t normally hit…south of town, in some pretty nice areas.  They would’ve been nicer if there was more shade.  It was a hard ride, and by mile 38, I was pretty hammered.  Legs felt good, but holding the group pace on loose gravel was all I could do–I was running out of air, and feeling a bit dizzy.  By the end of the ride, I was fully cashed.  That’s a good thing.  I came away from the ride feeling good about my riding, and quite happy with the overall pace.  Did I mention it was hot?

I don’t do a lot of ride reports because for the most part, the rides are pretty hard to document.  There are many country roads that look similar, being ridden with the same people, under similar conditions.  And it is rarely terribly picturesque.  But it’s really fun, intensely challenging, and it’s a great laboratory to build on my bike skills and abilities.

Also–there is a lot of discussion on bike forums about why pro cyclists shave their legs.  Some suggest that it’s to make road rash easier to treat, some suggest that it permits less-painful massaging, some suggest that it is aesthetic, and some suggest that it is for aerodynamic purposes.  What do I think?  I think it is for ease of cleanup.

Sweat + gravel dust + hairy legs.  It’s not a pretty picture.

Hey–I warned you that it wasn’t pretty.


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