I hauled my Pentax around with me today – but it never came out of the backpocket. Why? Well, we hauled ass in the 100 miles we covered today. The starting group was about 79 riders (riding 100 miles). And by 55 miles the group was mostly intact. We were – however – moving at tempo (a fast pace). Somewhere around 80 miles we covered on significant climb and that ended the “group” thing (which I don’t like – just so you know).

We dropped about 20 riders and narrowed the group to 12.

At the completion of the event, we covered 101 miles in 4:32 – averaging about 21.5 mph. Not fast – but way beyond a pace that the typical cyclist can endure. Especially for 100 miles.

I’ll make sure that next year I DO NOT begin my fall weight lifting program until this ride is completed. I was fatigued and honestly – I hung on. My ability to endure is directly proportional with the races that I entered and completed this year (32 total). With that much racing, suffering is accepted. Fatigue is a given. Haulin ass is welcomed. Because, frankly, dropping riders who can’t maintain the pace is fun.