I'm trying to figure out just what in the hell I was thinking?!? Since I have started mountain biking (and loving every second of it), i took a small hiatus...to nurse injuries, plus the Vegas sun in the afternoon as of late is WAY too hot! So, yesterday, on my day off bored as hell I decide to get on my bike and knock out a 10 mile ride! Great...so I map my route, stretch and take off...not realizing it's 110 fucking degrees outside!! Not to mention that the longest ride I've had thus far was 6 miles, so tacking on another 4 miles in this heat wasn't a bright idea! So I'm doing great...and WHAM it hits me at about mile 8...just hit the wall and ran out of gas! The midday sun sapped all the strength out of me, I had nothing left. I actually got off my bike and walked for about 1/4 mile to gather enough strength to get home. When I got home, I stripped to skivvies and stood in front of a floor fan, trying to hydrate myself for a good 15 minutes!
So now I've decided to ride early in the morning , before the demonic Vegas sun tries to kill me again!
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