As I was heading east, I was into the wind for most of this part of my ride.
I waffled between eating a full meal but decided against it as the the hard part was coming up and I didn't want to be all full and lethargic.
Looking back, I should have eaten.
The back side of Diamond Head:
The waves here are pretty consistent, since the are mostly wind swell.
Wind that I'll be heading into.
The highway heading east is mostly straight, with a nice wide bike lane:
So wide in fact that it offers no protection from the wind.
This is where it started to get bad.
I had an energy bar, but I think it was a bit too late.
It began to drizzle and I began to struggle a bit.
I did manage to make it to one of my old haunts:
The sanctuary is a large lagoon:
I used to spent a lot of time around this area.
Back in another life.
The local canoe hale(house) and all the canoes lined up:
This area is called Hawaii Kai and it's one of the more affluent areas.
I guess they can afford more canoes than Kailua.
It was here that I went into survival mode.
The weather didn't look too good and neither did I.
Look good I mean.
I had more water and something to eat and forged ahead.
I got to say, I don't know what the hell I was thinking here.
My body was telling me so get something real to eat, but my mind kept telling me that I could make it to the next stop.
I should have gotten some real calories in, for the hardest part of the ride was coming up.
The Double Hills of Deathly Doom.
Okay, this is not the real hill, but a street that runs parallel to it.
I knew I was in trouble so I didn't think I could take it all at once.
I was right.
I got up to the top and had to circle a bit to get my heart rate down.
There's a left up there and the rest of the real hill, and after resting a bit, I made it up.
I think I coasted for the next mile.
Then you go left, back into the wind and face this:
This road takes you up to the Makapu'u look out.
Hey! I did the Makapu'u epic almost exactly one year ago!
Anyways, I didn't make up up the second hill of Deathly Doom.
I had to dismount and plant my feets about three quarters of the way up to keep my head from exploding.
I had a passing feeling of some serious trouble, but it went away after a couple of minutes.
I should have eaten about ten miles back.
Or maybe twenty miles.
I did make it to the 7-11, where I had to lean on the glass once I got off the bike, but that passed too.
A half can of Sprite and something to replenish some sodium and I was back at it.
The soda and the salty stuff really helped.
I took some notes there.
I needed it for there was the Hill of the Exploding Compact Crank:
Okay, that hill wasn't so bad, and it's only about a mile or so from Flat Tire Central so I wasn't too worried.
I mean I was sort of thinking of walking at this point, but after cresting the top, I managed to coast almost all the way to the foot of my hill.
It's weird, for the last time I did this run, it only came out to like 30 miles and today it was 39.
It must have been some major error on my old computer.
In the end, I wasn't in as much trouble as I thought, I did still have some reserve, but towards the end, around mile 28, I really thought it wasn't going so good.
I think today was just a bad day for me, but at least I made it around the horn.
Still, a bad day on the bicycle is better than a good day at work!
Which is where I'll be tomorrow.
At work I mean.