I think Chuck is the toughest rider this spring. Better than me, since I turned around when it started hailing.
It's been just crazy weather up here. Snow is in the forecast for Monday. SNOW!!! Today was supposed to be nice, but every time I looked, it got worse and worse. The day stared off perfect, sunny and cold. Cold as in see your breath on the air. While it warmed up I puttered away tidying in the front flower boxes.
It gradually got cloudier and cloudier, and I decided to go. I faced my fear. It looked like cold rain. Rain is always cold here. I wasn't sure what to wear, and settled for tights over bike shorts, and two long sleeved tech shirts. On the way south I was wondering if I'd worn enough, or too much. My legs were too warm, and my top was a bit cool. Pressed on.
I decided to work hard on the hills. Not that there is much choice, unless you feel like walking. So maybe, working harder. I got a good chunk of the way down, and was working my way up one of the steep hills. All the way along it's been getting darker. Then the hail started. I was thinking about finishing the hill and turning around, but I looked up, and could see a wall coming. I turned and pedaled like there was no tomorrow. I got some hail, then was out of it. I was afraid there'd be more, so I pushed hard all the way home. Got rained on with a touch of hail for a minute, then rode out of it again. Ended up riding 1.5 hrs.
My legs were killing me when I got home. My feet were the only part of me that were really cold, oddly enough. My hands in the fingerless gloves were fine. But I could barely feel my toes. I decided to get out for a short run, regardless. The first K was brutal, but found my legs and settled into a nice pace. I'm glad I didn't have to keep it up long, though. Ran 15 minutes. Stretched a bit, ate, showered.
Average speed down and back was just a hair under 24 Kph, which is the best I've done on those hills. It's probably just as well I didn't wear my heart rate monitor. I was puffing pretty hard sometimes.