Cold, not enough Salbutamol, Cold, Slow, did I mention that it was Cold?

#387 in a series? Obviously I never get bored of the view, and getting “there” keeps me going when it feels like it would be easy to turn back on a tough day.
Yikes, my Garmin said it got down to 33 degrees this morning; Strava claims 32. And this would be that one morning where, somehow, I forgot to take my second “hit” of my asthma medication (Ventolin aka Salbutamol aka Albuterol). I’m going to seriously see how much of the stuff I can take and see if going to heavier dosing might help me, because when it gets this cold, oh yeah, I feel it really, really badly.

Young Kevin and Marcus today; first Marcus showing in a while. He of course was in idle mode heading up the hill. He lives up on top, and claimed it was warmer up there, but it still showed in the 30s so I don’t really consider that warm!

I think today was supposed to be the coldest we’ll see for a while, and since we’re almost midway through February, quite possibly the coldest we’ll see for the rest of the year. I’m OK with that!

What happened to Spring? Oh, right, it is February…

Various post-ride screens from my Garmin that appear to indicate my riding is “Unproductive.” Seriously?
A bit of a rude awakening today, seeing temperatures in the mid-40s to mid-50s after a week of low 70s. Got rather spoiled! Still, it was surprisingly sunny and almost warm-feeling just as we left, causing Kevin to question my thinking that we needed leg warmers and long-fingered gloves. He was very, very glad that I stuck to my guns.

I told Kevin it was going to be an easy ride, and it certainly was. 25 something up Old LaHonda and I wasn’t feeling like I could have gone much faster. I felt a bit better on Haskins, but just barely. The lower temps were definitely part of it, plus I’m still getting back to the normal routine after missing some time a couple weeks ago when in Cambodia (yes, I rode, but it was time in the saddle at very low speed), the abbreviated ride last Sunday for reasons I don’t recall right now, and the shortened ride Tuesday morning when I had my bone marrow biopsy.

No cookies???!!!
Pescadero… no cookies. Seriously, no cookies in the cookie case. What’s with that? And, despite not too many cars on the road, the line for sandwiches was so long we didn’t even bother. Maybe the lack of proper food caused a knee issue to crop up for Kevin? He wasn’t feeling great on the second Stage Road climb so we ditched Tunitas in favor of 84. Interestingly, it was a nice run up 84, a routing I generally don’t enjoy. Slight tailwind and no pressure for speed.

It did stay cold though; it’s been a while since we’ve seen mid-40s in the middle of the day. But again, this is February after all!