Roll off at the start looking suspiciusly at your rear mech.
Hang at the back of a group, swearing under your breath, while still examining bike.
As Things thin out, stay at the back, dribble a little, and shake head a lot.
Look desparate, and defeated, at feed stations.
Accept any offerings of Food and water, from the concerned cyclists around you.
Explode from the pack, on a miraculous second Wind, grind the fatigued to dust, Dance a victory jig through their tears on the finish line.
Roll off at the start looking suspiciusly at your rear mech.
Hang at the back of a group, swearing under your breath, while still examining bike.
As Things thin out, stay at the back, dribble a little, and shake head a lot.
Look desparate, and defeated, at feed stations.
Accept any offerings of Food and water, from the concerned cyclists around you.
Explode from the pack, on a miraculous second Wind, grind the fatigued to dust, Dance a victory jig through their tears on the finish line.