91 degrees?!
Peckerheads are not fair-weather cyclists ... right?
One week away, yo.
On Thursday or Friday — I can’t remember which — my wife looked at the long-range weather forecast and announced, in disgust, that the temperature was supposed to be 91 degrees.
“91 degrees. That’s awful. Just awful. What are we gonna do?”
I mean, yeah. Riding in that kind of heat is … unpleasant. It can also be dangerous. Stupid. Ridiculous.
But we’re Peckerheads, right?
It takes a certain amount of hubris to get on your bike on a searing-hot day and set out on a nearly 80 mile ride atop a tire-melting bed of solidified lava.
Well … when you put it like that …
NOPE. SHUT UP.
This is what we sign up for as cyclists. We push through the heat. We push through the rain. The snow. The mud. The adversity is part of the appeal. It’s what makes us feel alive in the saddle. The bike doesn’t keep us honest. The environmental effects do. We’re not fair-weather cyclists, are we fellow cycopaths?! We ride in the elements. Cycling is elemental — we are elemental.
(But today, my weather app is telling me June 15 will be sunny with a high of 74.)
Oh.
In all seriousness, though, we’ll probably delay the ride if there’s a twister or some sort of really electrical thunderstorm. That doesn’t seem likely at this point, but we are in Ohio, where the weather patterns are absurd.
And if it’s like, sooper-dooper, like, hot — well, we’ll still ride. Bring yo sunscreen, shades and Camelbaks.
And if we really, really have to, we’ll push the ride to June 16.
We’re crossing our little cycopathic fingers that doesn’t happen.
Hey! If you’ve made it to the bottom of this email and have zero idea what I’m talking about, first of all, how are you still reading this? Secondly, I’m hosting a fun ride that we call the Peckerhead on June 15. If you like to ride bikes, you’re invited! It’s free! Here’s some links to learn more!
