|Follow that pumpkin!|
My husband who's seen my pre-race, PMS infused tapering week madness knew exactly what was going on. When he tried to tell me that everything would be fine. I was ready. No need to work my tail end off, I was tapering. I have pre-event jitters coupled with PMS. No biggie. I was ready. I have the best cheerleader in the whole world but I would hear no word of it. "This is different!" I insisted. Don't tell me I'm awesome and ready because I'm not! In fact, I'm thinking of downgrading to a 75 mile ride! In hindsight, I recognize how utterly predictable I am and how well this man knows me.
It turned about to be an amazing experience, beautiful, well-marked course, super fun fellow cyclists, fantastic support and both physically and mentally easier and more fun that I ever anticipated! I enjoyed each and every mile of this event. A few of the highlights were:
- Enjoying the sights and sounds of this beautiful course around the quaint little towns that surround my hometown.
- Cycling with my friend Janel, whose been my cycling inspiration. We met a little over a year ago at surf camp and become fast friends.
- Reaching my maximum cycling speed of 40 MPH cruising fearless down a steep hill. What a rush!
- Not getting lost or needing to turn around once, thanks to the great pumpkin course markers.
Here's a brief photographic tour of the Harvest Century, the first of what I hope to be my many, many, many centuries.
|My bike "Princess" at the first rest stop, a sweet turn of the century white church complete with steeple and grazing horses across the street. I enjoyed hard boiled eggs, donut holes, apples, oranges and salted potatoes.|
|Halfway done at this point. I could chose the 75 mile or 105 mile route at this point. 100 miles, baby! Wahoo! Janel and I had finally connected. I had had lunch. I was having the time of my life and felt like a million dollars.|
|Look at this madwoman! The bike isn't even carbon and look at that height!|
|Crossing the river on the Canby Ferry. So far, so good. God, this was fun. Can I do it again next weekend? Little did I know that all the serious hills were 70 miles into the ride.|
|Janel surfacing from behind a ginormous hill with a smile on her face. Look at that beautiful blue sky! Janel and I rode with a group of six cyclers, some were quite the characters. Miles sure pass quickly in the company of chatty bikers.|
|Beer, BBQ and lots of belly laughs at the finish.|