I got a nice early start this morning, intending to beat the incoming heat and a good start on a long ride, going out at 5:50. However, as I neared the end of my second round trip to Marsh Park, I remembered that after my long ride on Thursday, Michelle and Christy both noticed I had picked up quite a bit of color, and asked me I wore sunscreen. They were horrified when I sheepishly said no, and reminded me that I had to have a couple of skin cancer spots excised last year, and they asked me to please wear it.
For my first couple of round trips this morning, it was not a concern—there was no sun whatsoever for much of the time, as it had not risen or was just barely beginning to do so. But as it began to climb in the sky, I knew that it would increasingly be a factor, and, wanting to honor their request, I headed home after the second round trip and went over to Meijer to pick some up.
Anyway, this morning I got in 18.1 miles, in a slow time of 2:29. It is my intent, though, to go out this afternoon and tack on several more round trips, even though the riding conditions will be decidedly less tolerable. 😍
I had taken my phone charger and a book with me, like on Thursday, planning to read and recharge my phone after a while. But then, when I cut my ride short and returned home, I was highly dismayed to find that the charger had fallen out of my pocket somewhere along the way. I had a spare cord that I picked up a while ago, but as for the charger part that plugs into an outlet, I'll have to get myself over to the Apple Store later and replace that.
SATURDAY AFTERNOON
Absolute reeking of spray-on Coppertone Sport high performance sunscreen, I went back out this afternoon at 2:00, and, battling the hot, windy, bright sunshine (86° and a 15 mph wind from the southwest), I tacked on another round trip to Marsh Park, giving me a total of 28.0 miles for the day in 3:50. I had considered trying to do a longer ride, but the hot, windy conditions beat down any such thoughts (which were never strong to begin with—certainly nothing approaching a 'resolve').
I had an interesting incident occur. On the way home, about two miles before the end, a cyclist came toward me on the path. He was a monstrously large man—tall, and heavy, rippling with muscle, and riding without a shirt, the better to display his heavily tattooed arms. I threw up my hand in a greeting. He nodded back, and then astonished me by replying verbally, in a high, tenor-like, almost childish voice, "HI THERE!"😅
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