Bents can't climb.
Up at 0430, breakfast at Waffle House and then on the road in South Mt at 0545. Just a tab under 45 miles, half of which are climbing and one single foot from 5400-ft of total elevation gain.
By the time I finished, temps were well over 90 and I was out of water!
I wasn't passed by a car until half an hour on the road and as usual, there are more cyclists than cars. Most cyclists only do one or two climbs. I may see one or two more than twice. Only the truly bent-and-afflicted do more than three. I may be slow - and old(er) - but I am persistent.