The strangest thing happened to me yesterday.
I picked Finley up from the bike shop and boy did she look shiny and nice. I didn’t realize how gunked up her drivetrain was until they brought her out. Looked brand new. Lesson learned, I need to be better about washing and lubing the chain and gears myself.
I figured I ought to take her out for a short spin, make sure everything was in good working order and get in one last good ride before Sunday, so I opted to jump in on the tri club’s nightly ride. I didn’t even mind that I fell back a few miles in since I wasn’t out to ride hard, just cruise along and shake my legs out some.
Just shy of about seven miles in, after a bit of hard climbing, we stopped at a crossroad. The club member leading the ride gave us the low down on the rest of the route, but I opened my mouth and said I was going to turn off here and head back into town. They asked if I was sure a few times and I waved them on to go on without me. The funny thing was that I felt fine up until this point, but once my feet hit the ground I suddenly didn’t feel good. It was like my equilibrium was thrown off and I got dizzy. And for me dizziness is always accompanied by nausea. The club took off and I plopped my butt down on the ground. Another member hung back with me to make sure I was okay. He’s also racing IMCuse on Sunday and didn’t feel like doing pace lines up the back country hills. I got up and down off the ground a few times and he offered to swing back to his house that was only about a mile down the road to get his car and drive me home. I insisted I’d be fine to get myself home. And evidently I was. Once I got back up on my bike I felt fine again and got home perfectly okay.
Just very strange the way it happened. Usually I ride with my phone on me. But my bento box was off since my bike had been in the shop all weekend and I didn’t wear anything with pockets. I figured riding with ten other people meant not having my phone would be okay since I wear a Road ID. But this was one of the few times I felt like I wish I had had my phone on me and one of the very few times I may have actually used it if I did have it.
So the moral of the story is always have your phone on you. Or ride with a friend. It was nice that one of my tri club buddies hung with me until I was good to go. The good news is once I slurped down some Nuun and took a shower I was feeling better. A double serving of Wegmans Super Pasta with some EVOO and I’m feeling fine now. My guess is that I was low in in some kind of electrolyte that caused me to react the way I did. I’ve upped my water intake and so I may swig some Vega Sports drink half way through the day between now and Sunday and see if that helps. Fingers crossed this was just a weird fluke.