I rode to Mesa again for the first day of class. I left at 5:30am, which is probably why it was so much easier to ride down this time. I made it to the YMCA, showered, and still got to class with well over a half-hour to spare. Although the day’s high temperature reached 105, the return trip wasn’t quite as bad as last time. I just rode slowly and drank lots of water. Unfortunately, the balls of my feet were killing me before I got home and I had to stop several times and walk them out. I realize now that my old sneakers just don’t cut it for long rides, I’m going to have to break down and get a pair of bicycling shoes.