I am officially an idiot.

I've been rather sleep-deprived for the last few days, so I slept through my alarm clock. I didn't get out on the trail until 9:15. It was already pretty warm. And then for some unfathomable reason, I insisted on making it a 52-mile ride. I made it back to the car, somehow, around 3:00.

Yes, I am feeling it. I consumed enough water to float a battleship, along with a metric ton of shot blocks. That and taking plenty of rest stops in the shade helped a lot.