Today was the much anticipated MS Ride.
The 100 km ride that I participated in in my velomobile Quest started at  9:00 AM this morning.
I started in a bad place in the huge mass of riders and had to work my  way through the group. I don't know how many cyclists were in the 100 km  itself but there were a total of just under 700 riders for the whole  event with the three different length rides. It wasn't until 6 miles of  the 62 mile course that I was finally off the front. I even passed the  police cruiser that was leading out the pack. About 12 miles into the  ride and my second granny gear climb, a strong group of roadies and  their hangers on caught and passed me. They would pass me on the hills  and I would scream down the hills and pass them in return. At 22 miles  it was just me and an especially strong group of 8 guys who rode  together like the workings of fine Swiss watch. All other riders in that  initial group were way back. At 26 miles I had passed the group of 8  but hit the last big hill that necessitated the use of my granny gear  and they flew past me and up that hill and they were gone. At 30 miles I  crested the last hill of any worth (Abel's Hill) for the ride and did  the next 10 miles on rollers at 25 to 35 mph in the big chain ring. At  42 miles I caught up with the 50 km ride that had left at 10:00 AM. The  50 km course is the last half of the 100 km course and pretty flat.  Working my way through the 50 km riders my average speed was dropping.  This was a section of the course on windy narrow roads for about 3 miles  which slowed me down even more. Once past that I was able to open it up  again. Where most riders were on the available bike paths I stayed to  the road the whole ride and except at one point around 55 miles I was in  the big ring the whole way.
Between 35 to 50 miles I had been experiencing severe cramping of my  inner thighs. I couldn't turn the pedals at full power with out  cramping.  I just kept eating, drinking and spinning out the miles and  attempting to massage the cramped muscles as I went along.
I stopped at the water stop at around 56 miles to enquire as to how many  100 km riders were up front when a line of 50 km folks blasted by and I  went after them. It was about 3 miles after that that I had finally  dropped the last of them. At 62 miles-100 kilometers, I pulled back into  the start/finish at the Island high school.
I rode the 100 km in 3 hours and 6 minutes with a maximum speed of 43  mph and a 19.9 mph average for the entire ride.
I wanted to get it under 3 hours but there is always next year.  With a  better start and no cramping I will do much better next year.
I was the 9th rider to finish the 100 km.
It wasn't a race but there were a whole bunch (including me) who gave it  everything they got.
Not bad for a 56 year old, middle aged Old Fart in an 80 lb pedal car..
It was an absolute blast.
I didn't stop at any of the main water stops but to see people I've  known for so many years out there on the side of the road cheering me   on brought to mind in a big way what a great community we have on this  Island. An Island wide community beyond the individual towns.
 
David
Hey Gang
Here are a couple of shots of me passing the Youth Hostel at just over   55 km/34 miles into the 100 km/62 mile ride last Saturday. Note the  lack of other cyclists around me.  There were close to 400 cyclists  behind me stretched through out the course.
This is what most riders, if they even got the chance,  saw of me  during the ride.....(-; 
Enjoy
David
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