There was no ac in the Albert Lea school gym last night. Sleeping was a sultry affair. At least, that’s the word that best describes how my bedding stuck to me as I attempted to roll out of my inflatable bed.
We got on the road at 6:45, and peddled for 2 hours in a cloud. The water ran off of us as the humidity in the air condensed on bike and body. A rain shower would’ve been drier. Long rips in the overcast appeared as the moisture burned off, and then vistas of rolling fields of corn…and windmills.
Being from the northern wastelands of Minnesota, I’m not well acclimated to heat and humidity. Indeed, summer has become something of a novelty. So I held back today so as not to bury myself with 5 days yet to go. Though I often ride in excess of 19 mph, I settled for 17.8 and will live to ride another day.
A & W root beer floats are my new recovery drink,
73 miles, and 1531 feet climbed. Tomorrow we head to the bluffs and first serious climbs.