I rode the 40 miles in just over two hours (2h07m) - about 18 mph... not bad for an old guy who was a lot weaker just six short months ago. We also saw Lance Armstrong all over the Nike campus. At about the 35-mile mark I noticed that my legs were markedly wobbly, but that could have been due to the heat too.
I promise to post a more prosaic description later this week, but everything seems to be conspiring against me having any energy/time at the end of the day this week... we are preparing for the annual July 4th feast-and-fireworks extravaganza.
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Ed,
Congratulations, my friend! What a difference a year makes. I scrolled back a year ago when you were a cancer warrior, albeit a hiccuping, skinny, weak and constipated warrior. But you kept on going and you kicked it on the 40 miles! A happy ending, indeed, to that chapter.
Wow! You really burned up those miles, and on such a difficult track. Way to go!
Love
DS
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