Ok. Three hours of riding with this new set of leathers... MAN, I AM BEAT! It was an excellent run, full of opportunity to continue practicing for upcoming track day. My friend also picked up a new suit, so we took the opportunity to break both respective sets of gear in.
Mind you, this was my first ride with the new pants, and certainly the first time I pushed that much time (with breaks here and there) in a complete set of Leather Track Gear. In that time, I learned a few valuable lessons.
1. Global warming has nothing on Leather Track Gear! It holds onto heat like a pit bull does a piece of blood-soaked meat! Had I known this prior to the ride, I would've brought a roast - I could've cooked dinner while practicing!
2. Leather Track Gear makes backside traction on a seat go completely away! Staying in place while maneuvering at speed seems totally dependant on knees on the tank and feet on the pegs. Teflon on a water-filled slip-n-side has more grip!
3. Leather Track Gear is the second coming of rigor-mortis! I'd have had an easier time moving around in dried cement. Mounting my bike for the first time was a laughable experience; I didn't quite get my leg over the back panels the first... or second time (*clunk* Dangit!!!). Yes, I know I this will go away once their fully broken in, but for the time being, it's like an old school rendition of 'The Mummy' on a cycle.
4. Time slows when getting out of recently used Leather Track Gear... to a bloody crawl!!! If someone had decided to take a match to my place at the time I started trying to get out of them, the apartment would've burned down, the fire department would've put out the blaze and gone back to their house, the inspectors would've determined the cause of the fire, and reconstruction of the apartment would've commenced before I was done changing out of that gear!!!
5. Leather Track Gear and your right hand are best friends! Suddenly well protected, one loses fine control on the throttle. It's because the track gear wants to go faster, bypasses your conscious mind, and goes straight to the controlling limb. Several times, I found myself going faster than I wanted to. I blame the gear!
Anyhoo, those are the lessons of the day.
Oh yes. The requisite pic.