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    Day 1.106 – Master of Deception (ego)

    Tapanatepec -> Matías Romero
    Distance (km) : 133
    Time on bike : 6h 14m
    Brutto time: 10.55 – 19.20
    Avg : 21.2 km/h
    Max.speed: 65.1
    Total (km) : 45.153
    Altitude: 200 m
    Difficulty: 4 of 5

    Although I have been in a fatigue and heat trance most of the time so far here in Mexico, I haven’t missed noticing that the provincial towns have something relaxing and anti-chaotic about them. And suddenly I got a much deeper understanding of the genius behind the concept siesta.

    Did you say boring? I say hot!

    I feel much better this morning than the two previous mornings. Feel ready. Whether it was the tennis-finals fix this morning or the liter (!) milk, I consume during my breakfast, I do not know.

    Celsius, that is!

    It’s really dry here in southeastern Oaxaca. The day temperature sneak up to 50 degrees Celsius in the sun. Nothing new on this front. To the north burnt mountain sides, to the south burnt, tropical lowlands.

    Heat, super heat, God damn you!

    Lots of wind and sun in the afternoon. I – Master of Deception – imagine (as has happened before) that the 50 degrees C hot water in my bike bottle is just thin, lukewarm tea.

    Road side drama...

    Road side drama...

    Before La Ventosa I hit a long, unexpected stretch of road without settlements (and kiosks), and slowly run out of water. I discipline my water intake (pure damage control), but eventually the water bottles run empty. In such a situation, I am mentally in a energy-saving mode, mouth closed in order not to get unnecessarily dry, and I visualize the cold bottle of water/coke, I know will turn up sooner or later.

    Near La Ventosa, Oaxaca - Mexico.

    At an intersection, I find a small kiosk and immediately down 2 L fluid. I am half in trance, but I do sense, however, the instant impact of the divine drops.

    Forest fire in Oaxaca, Mexico.

    Am super-concentrated, focused, professional in the saddle all day.

    Over-heated, wolf thirst.

    Just after sunset I reach the village Matías Romero and check in to the first hotel I find. Shower, wash the salty/sweaty bike clothes in the shower, have a taco dinner on the street, do my daily diary notes on the street while everyone stares undeterred at me.

    Taco factory in Matías Romero.

    Am I a monkey? And should I sit in a cage and be fed with bananas by curious Mexican tourists?

    Tacos!


    (Photos to come…)

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