So, yesterday when it was a million degrees outside, MJ and I thought it might be brilliant to go for a ride.
It was not brilliant.
We rode about a mile to get to IHOP and were DYING from the heat in that short amount of time. We cooled off with breakfast and then rode about 4 more miles to go to Target.
Seriously-- riding in the heat? Not so smart. Spent the rest of the day rehydrating!
So, yesterday was the first time I had ridden again since the almost-accident. It took me a few miles before i was able to breathe on the back of the bike again. It didn't help that it was spitting rain on me too. My mentor and i went down to the lake and did a lot of practice-- primarily turning. I get very nervous about turning, especially from a stop. So we practiced a lot of turns and some stopping as well.
I'm fine in the parking lot.
I'm fine on the small roads down by the lakefront where I never get above 40mph and rarely hit 5th gear.
I'm fine on the little side streets in the neighborhood.
I'm not so fine when I start thinking about real roads.
Even though in October, I was just fine-- fine enough to do the twisties in the ravines and fine enough to ride out to a suburb on backroads and back home without major incident. My confidence is shot.