So I go back to the Sports Study place today for the last bit of my testing. The guy Saro tells me that there are some changes. I will still have to do a near 30 minute warm up, but I won't have to ride in the jacket for 90 minutes. For the purposes of the study he can't tell me how long I will be riding for. He also hands down some bad news. I have to do it without any water. He also asks me how I felt the other day. How hot was the jacket? He asks. I was thinking it was hot, but not as hot as I would expect an electric jacket to feel. He says today will be much worse. I soon find that as hot as I was the other day......spinning at 90rpm in a room with no fan, while wearing a winter jacket and some compression netting over it, it was going to get way, way worse.
This jacket feels like an electric blanket, but all over. Really, really hot. It was like riding your bike on the hottest day imaginable, but with no wind, and no water. I could feel this gross food, or remnants of food moving up my throat. A weird sensation I had never felt before. I could smell my breakfast. Fried egg sandwich on 12 grain bread, with tons of Frank Hot sauce, 1 apple, 1 organic banana, and some ciabatta bread. Anyways, it was bad.
I was soaked with sweat to a degree that I had never seen before. Even worse than when I rode around Red Rock Canyon, Nevada in June during a heat wave, and dry spell, meteor shower, solar flair display. And smog alert. It was hot. I can remember.
It's all over with now. Back to riding the crit course with a nameless teammate.
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This jacket feels like an electric blanket, but all over. Really, really hot. It was like riding your bike on the hottest day imaginable, but with no wind, and no water. I could feel this gross food, or remnants of food moving up my throat. A weird sensation I had never felt before. I could smell my breakfast. Fried egg sandwich on 12 grain bread, with tons of Frank Hot sauce, 1 apple, 1 organic banana, and some ciabatta bread. Anyways, it was bad.
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I was soaked with sweat to a degree that I had never seen before. Even worse than when I rode around Red Rock Canyon, Nevada in June during a heat wave, and dry spell, meteor shower, solar flair display. And smog alert. It was hot. I can remember.
It's all over with now. Back to riding the crit course with a nameless teammate.
