Touching. Cycling round the block 5 times at the end of a training ride to notch up your first century is the cycling equivalent of losing your virginity by way of a sordid short lived knee-trembler somewhere in a dark alley surrounding Kings-X. A century should be done properly; nice dinner, fine wine, candles, rose petals on the bed, you get the picture. Save yourself for the right ride. Other cyclists will respect you more for it.
My first metric century was epic.
My first imperial century was just a long, hot, tiring, headache-inducing training ride.
Respect is for Aretha Franklin. Nothing wrong with a alleyway quickie.
My first metric century was epic.
My first imperial century was just a long, hot, tiring, headache-inducing training ride.
Respect is for Aretha Franklin. Nothing wrong with a alleyway quickie.