Cycling The Road Less Travelled

It’s unbelievably, unbearably, stinking hot. The thermometers on our cycling computers have been in the low 40 C for the last week. We try to start our days as early as we can, but we’re dripping in sweat within minutes of starting our ride regardless. We can feel the beads of sweat dripping down and our skin broiling in the blazing sun. Stopping is worse; at least you get a breeze as you cycle. I have to admit, the big guilty pleasure of the day is finding a Telemart gas station. Cold drinks, ice cream and sweet, sweet air conditioning. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, the simple pleasures of life. Good thing we chose to ride in the cooler winter months.