fog on the Brazos

Off to Katy for a ride this morning, as I expected the reservoir to be flooded after all the rain last week. I ran into thick fog almost as soon as I got on the freeway, and it lasted all the way to Katy High school where I start the ride. The forecast called for a nice, warm day, so I expected the fog to burn off pretty quickly, and started out in shorts and jersey only. This outfit made for an uncomfortable first few miles, but after a while I more-or-less got used to it. I set out at a fairly hot pace, hoping to warm up, and kept it up for most of the ride. The last few miles were tough, as I was really feeling the cold and getting tired, too. One long section dead into the wind was particularly painful, and I was glad to get back to the car and pull on a sweater and long pants. The fog had persisted throughout the ride, and was only now starting to lift. Back home and into the shower, where I could finally feel the soles of my feet again. Ah, the joys of early season training.