You'd have no idea from my crappy pic that there were 10 riders in front of me.
Actually, I got two more pics, but they're just as bad as the first so I'm not gonna even put them up. But how about this one:
Everyone love pics of babies, right? Here's Lil' D just before I headed off Friday morning.
I FINALLY got out for a group ride on Friday. The plans were for a 170 km ride, but I knew I wouldn't be able to pull this off without having my head served to me on a plattter by my loving wife, so I knew from the get go I'd be in for a shorter ride. Shorter, however, still meant a 120km day, capped off with the last 40km being a time trial home so I wouldn't be TOO late. I hammered my way home, and within 35 minutes, I ran out of water. That left me with 45 minutes to go without water, and temps steadily increasing. Things were going ok, until I was about 15 mins out from home, I then I started to fade BIG TIME. I had a hard enough time keeping the pedals going, and the wind, which was strong and hot, was demoralizing. Add to that a feeling aof nausea, and I started to wonder if I was coming down with heat exhaustion. The only good thing was that when I got home, I looked like such a pile of crap that the wife took pity on me.
Also, on Friday I was excited to sport the new kit from Bushtukah. The new design is much better than the old one (IMO), and received a few compliments from others in the group. The other good thing is I can FINALLY ditch the two, stretched out, falling apart jerseys that I've been wearing for the past 4 seasons.
Out with the old.....
...in with the new!