Looking back to last weekends Muddy Waters Ride, it was a good one. So I got dropped at the 70 km mark by the peleton, so what if I ran out of water before the second rest stop, so what if it felt like I was pedaling against a wind all day…you know what, I reached my target to complete the 100 miles in under 5 hours, and did…average for ride was 33.75 km/hr…my new to me bike did a great job, and it was comfortable, got to ride with riders outside our normal MIT group. Hup great day.
Our “Body Driven Sports” team did well, times for the 100 miles ranged from 4:28 to 5:19. That ride is one of those that lets you know where you stand against many other riders in Manitoba.
For me the Muddy Waters 100 mile is about extending yourself, riding in a large peleton with 80 plus riders, feeling the pull of the large group, participating in the surging as it swings through corners, watching all the different signals from other riders of upcoming obsticales like dropped water bottles or the shout of “car up” or “turning right”, the excilleration of seeing riders in front of you, beside you and a long way behind you. Then the inner drive takes over as I got dropped from the main pack and just keep riding trying to beat a pervious best time. But one learns thru testing oneself, how and when to eat or drink, how it feels for legs to scream going up hills after 140 km’s of flat riding, the pure exhaustion that comes at the end. oh, when can I do this again! Like a marathon for the runners a century is what our measuring stick.
Today’s Richer ride, didn’t feel that great, then we stopped for breakfast…good to ride with Pete again…but that home stretch with Werner pulling at close to 50 km/hr then Jimmy taking the lead and holding that speed, just outstanding, again!
Hup…I wonder what a bad bike ride feels like…hummm…turns out even the bad ones are good!