But I rallied. I threw myself out of bed, threw on a jersey and cycling shorts and began pedaling before I could convince myself to do otherwise.
And I'm sure happy I did.
It was about 85 degrees on the Red Rock scenic loop this morning.
The drive's official high point is actually not the overlook before the 5 mile mark, but a gentle curve right after the overlook lot at 4,771 feet.
Moral of the story: The hardest part of the bike ride is the first pedal stroke. The bicycle always gives you back more than what you give it.
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