The heat was unbelievable last week.
The commute home on Thursday started the week off at a relatively cool 110 degrees. I say cool because it was partly cloudy and there was quite a bit of wind. The wind, of course, blew a ton of dirt around and since I was loaded up with sunscreen I had a fine layer of Sunscreen and dirt all over by the time I got home. Luckily, the wind was a tailwind because I really would have been in trouble if it was a headwind.
Wind in the desert is a funny thing. Usually wind is cool or even cold. not in the desert. it's as if you turn on your heater in your car and then direct the vent into your face. Throw in some sand in the air, and smoke from a fire that was burning along my commute, and you have what has to be the most uncomfortable wind you I have ever been in!
Thursday was the worst day of the week by far. It started with a flat tire when I pulled my bike out of my room to load it up for the commute to work. No problem, just pop in a new tube and off we go. The temperature was a warm 88 degrees that morning which isn't too bad. Not when the temp was 110 during the afternoon yesterday.
The ride home was a different story.
Gone was the wind and the 110 degree temperature. Instead it was a sweltering 116 and the wind was replaced by humidity. Breathing was tough and your lungs burned when the air got into them. It was a very draining and exhausting ride.
About halfway through, I had to eat. Normally I will have a powerbar or something like that in my handlebar bag but since I was pressed for time after the flat in the morning I guess I just forgot to pack a snack.
So I made a stop at Ralph's, got an Oddwalla bar, and got a drink. As I sat out in front of Ralph's enjoying my snack I saw that I had another flat. Now I've only had one flat on this bike since I bought it at the end of last October so it was quite a coincidence to have 2 on the same day. I checked the tire for any kind of thorns and couldn't find any. I guess it was just bad luck.
Saturday morning was the hottest of all the mornings. 97 degrees at a quarter to 3 in the morning. I couldn't believe it. It was also humid so it was a sweaty ride in to work. Sweatier than usual that is.
Saturday was also the day that I learned the most. I don't know why I hadn't thought of it before, but I learned how to keep from getting a mouthful of hot water each time I took a drink from my Camelbak. After each sip I blew back into the tube pushing the water back into the pouch and out of the tube where it was just sitting in the sun and heating up. I have been commuting by bike for close to a year now and I just figured out that this would keep the water cool.
I also took my shirt off and let it soak in a sprinkler I put it back on and it was amazing how much more bearable the ride was. Up until then I had been riding as close as I could to sprinklers and getting hit with the overspray.
I don't know if it's the heat but I can't for the life of me figure out why I didn't think to do either of these things sooner. I guess we aren't as smart as we think we are sometimes.