Since you're all still in stunned admiration of my glorious anodized wheels, I present my first century of the season:
I rode with two buddies and pulled pretty much the entire way. Pace would have been a bit quicker, but one of my buds bonked around the 85 mile mark and started cramping up to boot. I felt terrible for him, he couldn't even stand up his legs were so tight. He finished the ride though, and bought lunch/beers afterwards. Solid day.
I rode with two buddies and pulled pretty much the entire way. Pace would have been a bit quicker, but one of my buds bonked around the 85 mile mark and started cramping up to boot. I felt terrible for him, he couldn't even stand up his legs were so tight. He finished the ride though, and bought lunch/beers afterwards. Solid day.