But I digress, some people like that sort of thing and my wife is one of those people. So we loaded 2 bikes and a pile of crap in the back of the car and set out for a long weekend.
|Can you spot the 2 bikes?|
9,998 bottles of beer on the wall. (It is a long drive).
|Entering New York|
|The bike is safely in slot 1315|
|The contrast between the healthfulness of this dinner and the garbage food along the ride is mind boggling.|
|It is only 4:30 AM|
|Danny Macaskill could do it on a cross bike. Not me.|
|The highest I have been on a bike.|
|In the distance you can actually see Mirror Lake churning with Ironmans|
|The view was spectacular|
|Found Her, Looking Good!|
I was into my ride about 90 miles when I started riding with the racers that had gone about 65. The rest of the ride was without pics so I'll try to make it brief. It's interesting riding in about the middle of the pack. Entertaining, actually. Some of these people were on bikes that cost $10,000+ with carbon wheels, $500 helmets, all the dorked out triathlete bottles and stuff. YET, their bike sounds like somebody at WalMart set it up (Click-Click-Click-Clack-Clack-Clack) and they are riding uphill in the aero bars with a cadence of about 27. Posers. I'm not trying to sound like an asshole here (with a lead-in like that, you know I am going to sound like and actually be; an asshole) but...I passed a shit-ton of people on bikes they don't "deserve". I also passed a shit-ton of cliff bars still safely sealed in their nearly impenetrable wrappers. Apparently I'm not the only one having trouble trying to open them with my teeth mid-ride. At least I didn't drop mine. I ate enough GU shots and Cliff bars to give a horse diabetes. I also think my fluid intake topped twenty 20oz bottles. And I still started to cramp at the end. Straight salt intake kept it at bay after mile 130.
Brief, right. I saw my Ironman one more time on an out and back, she was about 8 miles ahead of me. I stopped at the campsite one more time for more supplies (trying to limit my banditing as much as possible) and I was off to watch the rest of the race where I met up with my son and his wife. We were busy trying to figure out where she would be when and did pretty good at catching here in the right spots.
|That's a big High-Five right there.|
Way to go! You are a BEAST! :)
It is a pretty powerful thing watching all these people accomplish something that most people can't. They've trained and sacrificed to show the world what they can do and it shows through the emotions that surround the finish line.
It's getting late and I want to get this posted so.. We left the next day.
|This "time saving" ferry ride made out trip about 1 hour longer.|