CYCLING JOURNAL: 80.21 MILES CRUSH RIDE & A SECOND HELPING

Awesome day today. This photo is from the second half of my ride.

Dang a de dang dang dang. We had a lot of people ready to suffer.
I counted 38 people including all the ones that joined along the way. There could have been easily 40 people on this ride.

Riders A 24 mph
Riders B 21 mph
and
Riders C 17 mph

The guy laying down made me laugh so hard. I was not expecting that. I was trying to beat the sun from ruining the shot.

So this is me taking off this morning. It was chilly.

The Daft Punk Speed Demons.
GROUP A (?)

Group C There was just 4 of us.

I learned this one from Jenni

I leaned this one from hitting the button too soon. DO'H

Gaaaaa! I'm a rat!
Well so far it's been a rat, kangaroo, werewolf and California quail.

I balance the camera on my helmet pointed backwards to take photos.

Getting to the half way point of the over pass. Or what I have dub it.
Piss Pass. Because well think about it. LOL

Taking a break.

Well I thought I was going to be flying out the door. And got a rude awakening when both my thighs seized up. O~U~C~H! Then it went away and I was fine. So I decided to stay at the back.
They did a rotating pace line, I opted out, but I did not draft.
I'm use to riding by my self.

So yeah about 1 mile into Nelson, I felt something wrong. Something squishy wrong. As I'm watching group C ride off into the distant. Chris E gave a great speech about sticking together. I had hope, hope kept on going.

So here I am with my front tire really super low. Flat! So I'm thinking to my self I really don't want to change it. So I get the pump out and start pumping. And it's not great, but I can ride. And I'm thinking to my self at any moment it could just go flat really fast. So I'm waiting and pumping and waiting. So it was a really slow leak.

Pumping away.

I made it to the Midway and it was super squishy. So pump it up like a mad woman.

I made it to Durham. Stop by to get water and pump it again and something happened it was holding. YEEEESSSSSS! Happy Dance. Low but holding, better than nothing.

I B lined it right to Beatniks for food. My breakfast was a cup of yogurt.

Nom nom nom. I was only able to eat half of this.

Recharged.

First half of the ride today.

Second half. Took off with hubby.

Oh I should mention. I usually keep 100 pounds of pressure in my tires. The front on should have had 100 pounds in it. When I got home it only had 45 pounds or pressure. YIKES! It might of been 50, but I saw 40.

I pumped it up to 100 and took my chances with the second ride. If I got that far on a low tire, I wanted to see if it would last for another ride. But tomorrow morning is going to be the real test.