Since I got Friday I have not been nearly as diligent at riding my bike as I had been. I decided to recitify this on Saturday so I gave Friday a break and worked out my legs.
Good theory, good bike ride...good GRIEF it was HOT. (I believe we broke 100 that afternoon...right as I was pedaling to SLC.) I was extremely proud of myself when I got to work...and it did help that I had a 15 minute break in the ride stopping at Mark H's who was kind enough to meet me with some ice water.
So yes, proud of myself when I got to work...and then...a little sick. I think I suffered from some mild heat stroke and my arms got burned pretty good. Still, my biking to work was everyone's favorite topic...most of them mentioning how bright red I was.
I'm no where near where I wanted to be physically by this point in the year...but I do look better...even my extremely snarky younger brother mentioned it. (He hadn't seen me since Christmas.) More importantly I feel a lot better.