So it was cold that early in the morning, and sleep had been a bit hard to come by, and my legs were sore from the ride, and three of my toes had gone numb, like completely numb (they still haven't really defrosted), and 50 miles is a long way, and I knew what was coming, and I knew it was going to be a very very long day.
|The sign said "Thinking of giving up-suck it up!"|
|The turn around point, half way in under 6 hours.|
|12 hours later I was back where I started.|
|I'd done it...with a little (lot of) help from my friends|
|Now where's the beer?|