I shouldn't be left to train on my own.

Damn it was hot.
The above pict show milage and the temperature.
Its not 100% accurate but you get the idea.
It actually got up 104 for a while.

I freaked out a little cause I was looking at a training schedule that the SM100 training group had put out last year. I should be doing 4-5 hours rides once a week, ramping those up to 6 hours in a few weeks.
So I woke up Saturday with a sense of urgency.
Choices, laps at the rose or hit the road.
The road sounded easier.
If I left quickly I might be able to get 4 hours in and be back before the heat they were calling for really hit.

As you can see from the pict, I didn't beat the heat.
I pushed out farther than I actually intended and by the time I started to feel really crappy, I was still 30 miles from home.
With 25 miles till home I started cramping and didn't feel like drinking.
This was starting to get serious.
I kept contemplating calling the wife to come get me but I couldn't do it.
Whats that saying "Pride goeth before the fall"?
Bullshit.
I'd end up as roadkill before I called for help cause I was "hot and cramping".
I evan thought about finding a shady spot and resting till the sun moved down a little.

I just ended up pushing home.
I have never been so happy to pull into my driveway.

I'm never going on another road ride when they're calling for temps above 90.
Just plain stupid.