I rode home the other day in 107f heat. Only 6 miles, but that was a fun
trip.
Next day was cooler, only 103.
One thing I've learned about the dark side of cycling, though:
Most truck drivers don't understand me working on my fitness, as they almost
hit me, working on their fatness.
CDB
What's that I used to say? "The road to hell is paved...." sure has felt
like it lately.