I 've been doing a lot of research on heat acclimation and how do go about it properly. As with anything in sports there are a lot of theories. So, I put some theories together and attempted my own acclimation process. It went well but it turned a fun ride into a not so fun ride.
I set out for my 2.5 hour ride with long finger windproof, water resistant gloves on. I wore thin wool 6 inch sock, a warm short sleeved base layer, shorts and short sleeve jersey which I kept zipped up. I also wore a ripstop nylon, windbreaker hat.
I made sure that my hydration and food intake was normal. The idea was to take this 80 degree day and make my body think that it was warmer. Then when I ride on a hot day, my body would be used to those temps.
I rode south on Hwy 9 , up and over the Eastern Continental Divide. I was hot but kept my temp under control by controlling my pace. I was sweating and wanted to unzip my jersey and take my gloves off. Up and over the mountain, down the other side, I spotted another rider off in the distance. I wanted to catch up, but I didn't want to overheat so I kept a steady pace. After a couple of miles, due to some road work, I caught up. We chatted for a minute, he tucked into his time trial bars and took off up the road. I still kept my steady pace.
As I turned back towards Fairview and the climb back up to the Divide, I could see the other rider up the road. He waited and I caught him. We rode most of the climb together. After a while, he dropped in behind me and we got quiet, just spinning up the hill. I don't tend to talk a lot while I am riding. I think sometimes people think that I don't like them, but I am simply relaxing and focusing on what I am doing.
I attempted to keep my target HR but ended up settling in about 8 bpm higher than I should have been.
And then it happened. Sweat had been pouring down my body for the last 5 minutes. I was sweating like I don't normally sweat. I thought it was odd, but was glad that I was sweating, it was a good thing, I thought. Then the nausea hit, and I had to let off the gas, and slow down. My new friend, Joe Miller, went on ahead, which was fine. I didn't want to ruin his pace. So, I slowed, and ate and drank. I waited until my heartrate dropped really low, before I started raising it again. After a few minutes of recovery, I started feeling better. I never recovered to where I felt as good as I did before, but lesson learned.
I pulled over at the Gerton Community center to refill my water bottles. I still didn't feel 100% and assumed my target heart rate. At this point I unzipped my jersey and got back on the bike. It wasn't until riding through the cool breeze on the other side of the mountain, and reaching the bottom that I felt better.
Heat acclimation is not fun, and I don't know that I will do that again. I learned another valuable lesson and am convinced that heat is my biggest adversary. I am learning the symptoms of my body overheating and that is valuable info. I don't think that I can hydrate enough to prevent it, I think it is simply something that I will have to monitor closely. I feel like I now know my target heart rate and how hard I can push it before I overheat, and so, I will stick with that info.
Overall a great experiment and a great ride!
Have a great day.
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