My most memorable *pleasant* ride was my first Century. I had been riding Metric Centuries (62.1 miles or 100km for those unaware of the reference), each time I rode, for weeks on end. A friend of mine stated, "If you're riding Metrics every time you ride, a Century is more than doable." So, that weekend, I resolved to do so - Hell or high water. It was June 11, 2010 and, as any true Southerner knows, that makes for some mighty warm temps, even at dawn. The only thing worse is the humidity.
The day started out decently enough at about 80*, or so, and the humidity was around the mid-to-high 90% range. I took a rest stop at 36 and 75 miles, confident I was going to make it. But at 91 miles, I had to stop - the heat had reached 102*F (38.8*C for our European friends) and the humidity only made it worse. I literally just placed Madeline against a stone monument, and lay on the ground in the shade. I had no idea I was so close to passing out till I lay there and felt the hot wind blowing over my body and realized it actually felt cool to me and then I began to feel chilly. A brief bought of nausea washed over me and I'll admit I did contemplate quitting and going home, just 9 miles short of my goal; however, my mantra nagged at me, "In for a penny. In for a pound." I took a 15 minute break then hopped back in the saddle and rode the last little bit.
I finished my first Century in 6:26:16, not including breaks, and thought I did quite well considering the conditions and the hilly terrain. I followed that Century with two more, one in August and another in September. Would I do it again? Absolutely!
Edited by: SCRUFYNERFHERDR at: 4/6/2011 (07:24)
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