I have been trying to come up with something witty or funny to write about my experiences during the Fall Hilly Hundred and I can't. It seems that tragedy is an essential part of my humor writing and, well, the ride was devoid of any problems for me.
It was a gorgeous day, no wind (or if there was, it was mostly at our back on the way back), riding with friends who were patient, and we finished it. I did have a flat at mile 88 which took entirely too long to fix, and which solidified my last place position. It didn't matter though, I still finished and I didn't have to crawl into a truck.
At no point did I want to throw my bike in the path of an oncoming vehicle, so it seems like I am making some progress.
