social event of the year...
Another century is in the bank. Actually a Century.1 - 110 miles. Pancake flat, from Newark, DE to Rock Hall, MD. 22 and a half mile per hour average. Not too shabby. I'd like to document this truly exciting event with a series of photos that really capture the spectacular scenery.
Mile 41: all I want to do is skip a pull in the 23 mph paceline into the headwind.
but ego is a bitch.
Mile 84: Pit stop 2 in Galena. Surly Bob picks ice cream sandwich over beer and I am happy in 90 degree weather.
My apologies to Tom McPapasmurf, who out of kindness waited for someone who was hurting badly and due to some confusion at the front, got dropped and left to ride the last 40 miles solo. That is not the way I'd want to finish a century and as a team mate, I feel like I really dropped the ball. Tom, I'm sorry.
Mile 41: all I want to do is skip a pull in the 23 mph paceline into the headwind.but ego is a bitch.
Mile 84: Pit stop 2 in Galena. Surly Bob picks ice cream sandwich over beer and I am happy in 90 degree weather.My apologies to Tom McPapasmurf, who out of kindness waited for someone who was hurting badly and due to some confusion at the front, got dropped and left to ride the last 40 miles solo. That is not the way I'd want to finish a century and as a team mate, I feel like I really dropped the ball. Tom, I'm sorry.



3 Comments:
At 28 May, 2007 05:45 ,
JenBob said...
Very Nice and accurate too! Looking at my man-boobs, maybe I should have skipped the ice cream sandwhich.
At 29 May, 2007 01:14 ,
Silas said...
No one got a 12 pack of natty light? Only 5.99?!?
Yes, I'm the idiot who looked at each of those photos...by the third one it dawned on me.
At 29 May, 2007 21:45 ,
Suki said...
I think you can square things up with tom...
by allowing him to sniff the sweaty saddle crotch.
a wise man told me this is delicacy in his country...
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