Fuck me, I am seven kinds of broken. The "75 mile" route was supposed to include two laps of Box Hill and the organisers were at pains to say "you need to do it twice to make up your 75 miles". At the last feed stop it turns out that wasn't strictly accurate, so what we were actually doing was an 85 mile endurance route. Couple that with my riding the 20 miles there and back, and I've done my first fixed gear century. My knees are howling like a little kid with its hand stuck in a spring door.
Edit: It was good, though. My brain just isn't really up to saying much other than "I'm tired, boo hoo" right now. And I got a little medal. Woo! for little medals!
Fuck me, I am seven kinds of broken. The "75 mile" route was supposed to include two laps of Box Hill and the organisers were at pains to say "you need to do it twice to make up your 75 miles". At the last feed stop it turns out that wasn't strictly accurate, so what we were actually doing was an 85 mile endurance route. Couple that with my riding the 20 miles there and back, and I've done my first fixed gear century. My knees are howling like a little kid with its hand stuck in a spring door.
Edit: It was good, though. My brain just isn't really up to saying much other than "I'm tired, boo hoo" right now. And I got a little medal. Woo! for little medals!