This morning, Damian and I ventured out to Ramona. We got a little bit of a late start due to Damian's "Late Night", but I wanted to get in some heat training today, so I was cool with that (no pun intended). The route was to head east on del dios, cut over to the 78E east of Escondido, connect to the 67W in Ramona, head west on Scripps Poway Parkway, up Black Mountain Road, and west on the 56 bike path, making for a 65 mile-ish ride with a respectable amount of climbing involved.
Overall, it was a great ride, but it had some challenges. The first, and by far the biggest challenge, was the climb into Ramona at about 12:30pm - ie. the hottest part of the day. It was a pretty long and gradual climb - nothing to bad, but it was the heat and lack of wind that made it most challenging. I was putting out moderate power output - nothing to hard, but when I looked down at my HRM, it was registering in the high 80's (%). I realized the heat was making my core temperature rize significantly. There were a few points where I was worried about overheating, and the worrisome thoughts were not helping. It must have been in the 90's, with little wind, a long winding climb on a road I have never been on, with no end in sight. There was a few times when I realized that I might have to stop on the side of the road and find some sort of shade to try and cool down under, but out in the desert, one is hard pressed to find such luxeries. At any rate, we ended up making it into Ramona fine. But, we definitely stopped and got a ton of water and gatorade to fuel up for the ride back.
When we stopped, we met a cool dude named Seth who is training for Ironman Lake Placid, and just moved here from New York. We chatted for a while, and shared a laugh at the fact that it seems that whenever we ride in East County - no matter where in east county, that there are some idiot drivers out there. I also seem to get honked or even yelled at, for biking on a ride with no bike lane, and about 6 inches of road between the white line and the edge of the road. Stupid hicks.
It ended up taking us 4.5 hours to complete the 66 mile venture, and we finished up with a half hour transition run. We were pretty toasted afterwards, and hit the ocean to cool off and veg out on the beach.
Damian was having some chain issues today, and had to stop a few times to fix his chain. Now, I have no idea how, but he must have literally wiped his upper lip after touching his greasy chain, because he was sporting a dirty sanchez 'stache all day today. There were a few times during the ride when I would look over at him and just belt out laughing because he looked he was 45. Here's a mug shot: