93km 1205m climb ave temp 28c
Determination is one thing, lack of ride planning is another. Today's ride served as a reminder that no matter how experienced you are there are always days when easy routes become tough rides. Today was such a ride. I should not have allowed the main climb to come in the heat of the mid day sun!
I know this route very well, I've ridden it many many times and so it was that I jumped on the bike and set off confident it was going to be a piece of cake. Cyclops (th eGod of all things cycling) had other ideas.
I was late leaving and as such had no realistic chance of getting back before the mid day heat kicked in. The humidity was high and getting higher, but I was cruising along feeling great! A pack of 4 dogs attacked from a local house ( I know this house well and they always come at me here) & I politely informed the woman owner that if her dogs come any closer I would simple bury my size 12 in their skulls one by one, like all iressponsible dog owners her initial reaction was to defend her 'poor wouldnt hurt a fly' mutts even while they were attacking....finally she calle d tem off and apologised, life is too short to not move on from idiots like these as quick as possible.
Climbing up through Balalan I felt a little nausious but kept pushing on, the village has a very steep section (only about 20m) but it is wheely time if you arnt careful!
After crossing the Mountain the descent to the other side was fast and furious, the wind here hits you hard on the descent gusting and you really have to be careful not to get blown off at 45mph!
I was feeling worse, and decided to take an energy gel as I knew the 600m+ climb at Kaplica was going to hurt soon. The wind and the heat were building and I was feeling very rough. At Kaplica i stopped for a breather at the bottom of the climb back over the Mountain. I was feeling really sick and so I pulle dinto the small supermarket just after the lacemakers house and got some cold water and stood in the shade for 10 minutes.
My legs felt like cotton wool, my head was spinning and it was all i could do to stop from vomiting. Clearly the heat, the pace against a strong wind and whatever I had to eat last night were combining to make life tougher than usual on this ride.
I took th ecall to not hand around and set off up the mountian again. Within minutes I was really suffering, vomited and felt the world spin around. Cyclops was being a right Git today.
This is a very tough climb, it is 6km long and 600m+ high, the humidity was making me sweat bucket loads and as soon as I drank I vomited. I had no choice but to keep going, on a bike there is no other option. I go to the top finally after a combination of walking, riding and swearing. But I did get to the top.
Here it was like riding in a steam bath, the clouds were low, the heat high and although Ive ridden up this climb many times today I was sufferring like a proper tart!
At the cafe in Kantara square I managed to keep some water down and rest. The downhill back to iskele was less fun than usual as I wa sshaking and feeling dizzy still. The wind at this pint decided to increase and turn against me, this was no surprise but I admit to giving Cyclops a good verbal kicking at this point!
As I rode back into Caesar resort the 'bellies' were hard at it devouring excessive quantities of chips and beer & looked at me with real distaste as I sweated past them. Little did they know what I had just done, little did they care, so I simply smiled and rode past happy to have lived every moment of the day I hadbeen given :)