It was in the 90s all weekend and for some ridiculous reason I decided to ride my bike with trailer attached down to Colorado Springs. I sweated about 20 gallons of water out of me, it was pretty amazing. The route I took looks like this:
Its about 100 miles each way, I spent the night down there and rode back on Sunday. One thing I learned is not to eat a calzone for lunch and expect the next hour of exercise to be especially pleasant. Cheese does not digest quickly.
I'm well on my way to becoming the star of American History XI, judge for yourself:
I figure about one or two more weeks and it'll be full blown.