Some days are great. Like Monday when we rode a century into Newburg, OR. We rode together all day and drafted off eachother. We made it to or destination before 4 o'clock and enjoyed a delicious barbecue.
Some days are not so great. Like yesterday when we rode another century. As a team we had 9 flat tires (only two were mine), two dropped chains (only 1 was mine), one nasty fall with a cracked helmet, and one broken derailer. We didn't make it to the church until after 8...that means we spent more than 12 hours the bike.
Even though it was a long day I still had a good time riding and laughing with my teammates, and by the time morning rolled around we were all ready to do it again.
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