This afternoon I sure did have a great ride up to Orangeville. By great I mean one of those rides where I felt strong and was strong. The temperature was hot, but not overly humid. No cars passing me too closely, and no dogs chasing me away from their property. Headwinds from the North going up the hills, and then back was faster than fast. The wind blowing over my face and hair like an 80's Winger video.
Cyclists sharing my route were sparse to non-existent. The sun was blazing down on my already redneck tanned skin simply added to the evidence of a summer well enjoyed. My bike was silent, and did what I asked of it. Almost always in the big ring. Even in the heat it seemed my electrolyte enhanced drinks stayed both cool and somehow near-full, although I don't feel I ignored my thirst at all. Possibly I experienced one of those perfect rides. I will be doing the same route again Thursday with the team.
Cyclists sharing my route were sparse to non-existent. The sun was blazing down on my already redneck tanned skin simply added to the evidence of a summer well enjoyed. My bike was silent, and did what I asked of it. Almost always in the big ring. Even in the heat it seemed my electrolyte enhanced drinks stayed both cool and somehow near-full, although I don't feel I ignored my thirst at all. Possibly I experienced one of those perfect rides. I will be doing the same route again Thursday with the team.
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