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Pman · 10-26-2008, 07:34 AM

Had mine in September. I did a solo organized ride sponsored by a group that helps physically disabled people learn to ride bikes.

I did not train properly for this century ride but I have done several in the past. So at about mile 7 I get a bee that hits my glasses and proceeds to sting me right below my eye. I was glad to find out that I am not allergic to bee stings.

Then around mile 30 I came to a stop at an intersection next to a participant on a specially built adult tricycle. He asks me if I could help him get his cool weather gear off. So I help him as we chatted about the fantastic weather we had for the ride. As he is telling me that he is also doing the 100 mile ride I am noticing that he only has the use of one hand and one leg.

I then proceeded on my way and about mile 50 my body was screaming at me. At the 50 mile rest stop I refueled and began thinking about getting a ride back to the start and call it a day. Then guess who rolls into the rest stop. You guessed it, my friend from earlier in the day. We exchanged pleasantries and I got my butt back on the bike and started riding. It was the most miserable ride I had been on, but I completed the 100 miles spurred along by the mental image of my new friend and inspiration.

That was my HTFU ride and a good reminder to train better for these rides.

10-26-2008, 07:34 AM	#12 (permalink)
Pman Senior Member Join Date: Jan 2005 Location: Michigan Posts: 623	Had mine in September. I did a solo organized ride sponsored by a group that helps physically disabled people learn to ride bikes. I did not train properly for this century ride but I have done several in the past. So at about mile 7 I get a bee that hits my glasses and proceeds to sting me right below my eye. I was glad to find out that I am not allergic to bee stings. Then around mile 30 I came to a stop at an intersection next to a participant on a specially built adult tricycle. He asks me if I could help him get his cool weather gear off. So I help him as we chatted about the fantastic weather we had for the ride. As he is telling me that he is also doing the 100 mile ride I am noticing that he only has the use of one hand and one leg. I then proceeded on my way and about mile 50 my body was screaming at me. At the 50 mile rest stop I refueled and began thinking about getting a ride back to the start and call it a day. Then guess who rolls into the rest stop. You guessed it, my friend from earlier in the day. We exchanged pleasantries and I got my butt back on the bike and started riding. It was the most miserable ride I had been on, but I completed the 100 miles spurred along by the mental image of my new friend and inspiration. That was my HTFU ride and a good reminder to train better for these rides.