It’s The Fluids, Stupid
I encountered this guy during my stop at the No Name exit in Glenwood Canyon.
Do you look at people who constantly carry a water bottle around and think they’re kind of silly? I know I have. Or maybe you are that person. Sorry, didn’t mean to offend you.
That snarky smiling on my part is from a bygone period of my life. I’ve learned a bit since then. Experience is a great teacher.
What I’m getting at here is that it really is important to stay hydrated. Maybe not so much when you’re just hanging around the office in the air conditioning but when it’s summer and you’re out on your motorcycle and the temperature is hitting the high 90s you really do need the liquids.
I got my first taste of this a bunch of years ago when I was riding old US 6 from Denver to the state line with Utah in preparation for my first article published by Rider magazine. Yeah, it’s really suffering when the research you have to do to make a living requires you to ride long distances on your motorcycle.
It was a hot day and while going through Glenwood Canyon on I-70 (no old US 6 remaining here) I pulled off at the No Name exit to check out just a little bit of old highway accessible right there. The road was shut to traffic so I walked it. By the time I got back to the bike I was not feeling great but I carried a canteen with water and I drank a bit.
Still, by the time I got to Grand Junction I had an abiding thirst that I could not shake. I drank a lot of water and it didn’t matter. Finally I bought a glass of lemonade from some fast food place and after taking one swig I felt so much better I couldn’t believe it. By the time I was half done with the lemonade I was feeling great.
It was at that point that I realized I had been dehydrated. I needed not just water by the electrolytes that are included in things like Gatorade and Powerade. Apparently you get some of that in lemonade, too.
From that point on I have made it a point to travel with that stuff in my bags and I’ve never had a repeat of that situation while traveling. I did have a repeat another time while not traveling, and this one was a lot worse.
I was taking the training to become an MSF-certified rider-coach and again it was a really hot day. We were out on the blacktop for hours and after awhile I started feeling really bad. I got through the day but didn’t do well and nearly flunked out of the course.
More significantly, when I stepped on the scale at home I found that I had lost six pounds. After the class ended I gained those six pounds back in just two days. Again I realized I had been dehydrated. Seriously this time.
Then this summer my friend Nick came out from Chicago to ride and he frequently complained about being just beaten up by all the hard (not at all hard in my opinion) riding we had been doing. And he was drinking a ton of water. I told him he needed to switch to something with electrolytes and he did buy some Gatorade but he didn’t drink much of it, continuing to drink copious amounts of water.
Nick was dehydrated. I’m sure of it. So I no longer mock people who go to lengths to stay hydrated. But I admit I do still think people who are just sitting in a climate-controlled office doing nothing more strenuous than tapping at a keyboard while never letting their water bottle out of their sight are being a bit over-dramatic about it. Who knows, maybe I’m clueless.
Biker Quote for Today
Adventure may hurt you, but monotony will kill you.
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