i underestimated how difficult it would be to ride 100 miles though.
(thinking we both did)
we began pedaling around 7:40am...
made it about 10 miles when a wave of severe thunderstorms rolled in
we sought shelter beneath the cover of a local's barn
(thank you, kindest sir!)
after waiting half an hour for the storm to ease
lightning and thunder passed
Patrick and i seized the opportunity to ride through the rain
we made it another 10 miles
stopped for a rest... and noticed Patrick's tire had a slow leak
replaced the tube and were off again
through the Illinois countryside
my legs felt great! we were flying past other cyclists
another 10 miles (or so) down the road
my revolutions suddenly felt lagged
where was the strength?
maybe it was the headwind?
i pushed on... hoping to overcome this stretch
then i looked down and noticed my flat tire
(it was a relief to know it was the sagging rubber slowing me down, not any lack of strength so early in our 100 miles)
changed. and onward!!
luckily these were our only two flats.
we pressed forward together
i found it almost metaphorical when we traded pulling and drafting
we can always rely on each other
to be strong when one needs support
pulled through something difficult
going it together
we do have some nasty sunburns
but boy-oh-boy do we feel wonderful!
any adventures you've done lately??