Sadism, by any other name.

Second attempt at the annual sufferfest social today. I got swept up by descending riders short of the Mount Seymour summit, but I chose much needed rest and Coke instead of letting my pride get the better of me. For those of you counting at home, that's Mt. Seymour: 2, Hung: 0. In more uplifting news, I did manage to finish the other four climbs, even if the last one up Cypress was at a snail's pace. The slog up to Powerlines has never felt so demoralizing.

I'm pretty sure I was the butt end of a few jokes for carrying a musette bag full of food (I hate stuffed/saggy jersey pockets, especially since one pocket is constantly occupied by my camera), but constantly reaching into my Marry Poppins sack of snacks was probably what kept me going. With the day's heat, I couldn't stand the thought of trying to chew and digest bars or other solid food, so gels and chews kept the motor running. The good news is that this ride was a good test ground for my nutrition needs for next weekend's Gran Fondo Leavenworth, as well as proof that my legs are okay with this kind of mileage/elevation.

The cloudless sky and unrelenting heat allowed me to experience a whole new level of suck. Time to go stuff my face with everything in my fridge.

 Everyone's still smiling, but for how long?

Everyone's still smiling, but for how long?

 Westwood Plateau, summit 2/5. Shade was a precious commodity today.

Westwood Plateau, summit 2/5. Shade was a precious commodity today.

 Teamwork makes the dream work. Hydration stop on the way to Mt. Seymour for the third climb.

Teamwork makes the dream work. Hydration stop on the way to Mt. Seymour for the third climb.

 HUUUUUGE turnout today. The group is still intact at this point, though that would change after Seymour. For comparison, all of last year's participants fit on that traffic island in the foreground. Navigating intersections was...interesting today.

HUUUUUGE turnout today. The group is still intact at this point, though that would change after Seymour. For comparison, all of last year's participants fit on that traffic island in the foreground. Navigating intersections was...interesting today.

 The group had been thinned out savagely by the time it hit the fourth summit, Grouse Mtn. parking lot.

The group had been thinned out savagely by the time it hit the fourth summit, Grouse Mtn. parking lot.

 Chris and I kept each other company and motivated as a two-man grupetto up the fifth and final climb up Cypress. Even after all that, you've gotta make time for some #baaw action to document your success.

Chris and I kept each other company and motivated as a two-man grupetto up the fifth and final climb up Cypress. Even after all that, you've gotta make time for some #baaw action to document your success.

 Too tired to care about symmetry. My legs were disabled by today's effort.

Too tired to care about symmetry. My legs were disabled by today's effort.

 Rekt.

Rekt.