Ok – Well this weekend was my 3 day trip with BRAGFEST. (BRAG = Bike Ride Across Georgia). They held a 3 day camping and Bike weekend at La Grange College. I showed up Friday morning – ready to ride. The plan was to ride each of the 3 days – with Saturday being my first Century.
So Friday – we went out – I rode with a friend of mine- who is an experienced BRAG rider. She even lent me a pad, tent and sleeping bag and set the tent up for me by the time I arrived! I met her through biking – what a find! She helps motivate me on rides –as she is steady and strong…Anyway we set out – and as often happens _ I start out a lot more revved- and she will catch up (though over any distance – I am the one catching up to her – so it’s just that I have excitement/energy and desire in the beginning. I also have in mind the weigh in on National Internet – and am hoping to get my Heart Rate up…so I take off…and then decided to practice cadence…
Anyway – I settle in eventually we stop at a gagillion Rest Stops… I think I have OD’d on PBJ!
OK – So there we are – over half way in I believe – lots of hills – but all manageable. Feeling good – going up hill much stronger! So at one flat part I am drafting my friend (She is not someone who drafts at all – so she is not that into it – so if I do draft…It’s all on me to navigate correctly for the most part.) So we see some poor fellow walking his bike – and both slow down to see if he needs help – anyhoo – Carol slows way down – and I am still moving … I did not expect her to slow like that – and CRASH I hit her … my tire rammed into her leg – she stayed up and was not too hurt – and I went down still clipped in on one foot… Big black and blue on leg and it’s swollen… Elbow and knew roughed up a bit and arm sore… Scary to fall in the street – Anyway… I guess I have learned – be really really aware when you draft!
Oh and the bike computer was acting up big time! Said I went 67mph (HAH!) so it was about 65 miles at who knows what speed!
That night I camped out (Jeez am I a cyclist and a camper?) So for some reason the campsite is next to a friggin train rack. I think someone counted 12 trains that went through one night…My tent vibrated form the train! Not too restful- but aw well. I am a camper! OK – Next day Ride 51…The Century!