I finished, but in hindsight, I wish I'd taken BART. It was 103 in the shade, so I hate to think how hot it was on top of that road. My 'pooter said 46 miles at the end.

I did better after the fountain break, but on that slight uphill (in normal temps we wouldn't have noticed) I started getting low on water again. I rode with Karen (don't think she posts here) and we stopped at the first gas station. I bought as much water as I could carry back out. We sat in the shade for a loooooong time, drinking and pouring water on our heads. The rest of our small group came by, then Z came by in her ride home, with a big smile. We admired the bump that Cindysue had developed on her shoulder. "Yep, it's swollen."

That water break got me all the way back. But the last 10 miles were kind of torture. Many curse words about how F'ing hot it was. It took me two hours to feel normal after I got home.

So, note to self, if it's going to be in the 90's, no riding through the noon hour. Live and learn.

As usual, it was a very nice group of women. It's always a pleasure to meet such nice people.

My bonus: I stepped in chewing gum at the last break, and just got done scraping it out of my cleat.