What not to do
Could not sleep this morning, I woke up at about 4:45, got all kitted up, and waited for dawn to crack. At 5:30 I headed out to the Seekonk flats for the traditional Friday pre-race tune-up ride. It was smooth sailing, nice and mild out - high 50’s. Warm and fuzzy feeling in the heart - and the legs felt great.
Fifteen miles out into that fine Massachussets suburb, the skies opened up as a T-storm rolled in and the temp dropped. Good thing all I had on was a cheap windbreaker, no base layer. no arm/leg warmers. This made me extremely happy. And some people say I’m not a beginner…
So, my easy ride turned into one of pure survival - doing intervals all the way home just to keep the core temp up. When I hit the Red Bridge crosswinds, I started getting hypothermic - numb hands and feet, as lightning bolts hit the river in my general vicinity. I was thinking if I got hit by one that it would warm me up some.
