Weather Or Not, Here I Come

You know when you hear 10% chance of rain, and you think I don't need an umbrella, and it rains. Before I tell you about today, here is my location's forecast.

You were probably thinking rain. But you see that it was sunny. So far so good, but you are missing the fine print. The real report out there was more like raging 30 mph winds with a chance of none 17 mph winds. If you have been to Lubbock, that will give you some idea of the landscape around the highways of the ride. 80 miles later, it was probably the most brutal event I have participated in.

The 79.2 mile ride took me about 6 hours and 15 minutes to complete. I can show you the ride map, but the summary is: you ride 40 miles Southeast from the start and then ride 40 miles back. Did you see what direction the wind was blowing? Did you look at the ride map? Basically, the last half of the race was like riding on a runway with a jet taking off in front of you.

Temptation is at the rest stop at mile 46. With a SAG vehicle (Support And Gear) asking if everyone is OK and if anyone needs a ride. There were two more rest stops after that one, and I would be lying if I wasn't thinking about yelling SHOTGUN.

After I finished, I had a 5 minute transition, packed my bike up and ran for 15 minutes. It felt good. Probably, because I was off and running in the opposite direction of where my bike was.