Relative Humidity

It felt hot this morning. Not the Arizona type of hot where the heat index is lower than the actual temperature thanks to a 20% relative humidity, but the New Orleans type of hot where 89 degrees "feels like" 97 because at 60% relative humidity the sweat just rolls down your nose and drips off onto the ground like a leaky faucet. If it doesn't actually evaporate, it's really just a waste.

There's a common saying around here that goes "It's not the heat, it's the humidity." I should mention that there's an equally common version of the same that goes "It's not the heat, it's the stupidity." Indeed, when it gets really hot and humid your brain tends to turn into warm oatmeal and your walking speed drops down to match that of the homeless guy on the corner. Heat can be a great equalizer, indeed. Unfortunately, it also tends to make it harder to tell the stupid ones from the normal ones. Especially around election time, apparently.

So anyhow, we had a nice tame ride up on the levee this morning with about a dozen heat-dazed guys sharing the work. Along the way we picked up Howard who was riding his Bianchi track bike with a freewheel and brake, and Realdo who was out for an easy spin. I asked him about the Tour of Ohio and he said that the stages were mostly too short so everything tended to end up in a dangerous pack sprint. He said that there was one stage that had some real climbing in it that split the pack pretty well, though.

About half-way back from the turnaround this morning the pace picked up and we actually did some real training for a while there. I guess that's a good thing, right?

So somebody should tell Jason Ham that the Mistress was impressed with his photo, or more specifically, the view from his wheel. Compliments of that sort are not doled out arbitrarily, you know.

This weekend is looking like it will be a rather domestic one -- a couple of Giro rides, some painting, hedge-trimming, etc., and probably some time spent re-organizing the NOBC race day supplies so they will be ready for the next time. Speaking of which, I guess we should find out what the Lakeshore Drive situation is this year and whether we might be able to get the Rocktoberfest race back out there.

I thought Austin King had a particularly funny report about the Colossal Burger today.

Meanwhile, I have a ton of stuff to do at work today, so I'd better get on it...