Friday, June 28, 2013

It's Friday Go Home Early Yay 114°F Though


The strategy would be to find a route home that looked like this the whole way
It's Friday!
Go home early! Yay!
114°F though. Well, hydrate up with ice water, look for ways too cool off on the way, take it easy.

It's so dry that my skin stays completely dry, until I stop, at which point it becomes covered in sweat. Which shows how much I'm sweating.

It's too hot out for the sane or inexperienced. It's a tossup which of those distinctions keep my riding in this weather, except that it's a desire of mine to commute by bicycle always, regardless of the weather. It went fine, I keep on riding, but I don't recommend it. Unless your route happened to be graced by cooling sprinklers the whole way. 

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  1. Normally, I curse sprinklers that are allowed to run during peak evaporation hours, but on a day like today, I welcome them and make every effort to ride through their spray.

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    1. Sprinklers running during the peak evaporation hours strike me as one more example of the disfunction disjunction of humans and technology, exactly the same as the old blinking clock on the VCR. Smart phones to some extent break thru that. But there are still blinking VCR clock type disfunctions all around.

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  2. I'd be working hard to invent an air conditioned bicycle.
    Or at least I'd ride around with ice cubes in my pockets.
    Or something.

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    1. Cowboy desert aircon: bandana, dipped in canal at regular intervals, wrapped around neck. Brrrr!

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    1. I think Minnesota would be very pleasant right about now.

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  4. On a hot day my youngest boy and I pedal behind an ice rink, hoping for a huge pile of Zamboni-scraped snow. We have a snowball fight, then he rides with a snowball in his pocket.

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    1. I once saw a large man working outside on a day like today who looked relatively comfortable. It turned out that he had a sizable bag of ice hanging around his neck, under his shirt. And a bottle of ice water in his hand. Access to ice could be a life saver on such a day.

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  5. Wow. The hottest it has gotten in DFW in the last ten years is 110F. Even that is like a convection oven when riding.

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    1. 119°F on Saturday, 117°F on Sunday, scary enough to get me out on the road really early in the morning, so this must be serious. Also, I rode with another person, breaking out of lone wolf mode, the heat must be affecting my brain or something. The morning cloud cover made the ride extremely pleasant. You know, before it hits 117°F.

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