Distance: 195 miles; Elevation gain: 9700'; Saddle time: 12:02; ET: 14:55; Average speed: 16.2; Average cadence: 85; Average HR: 123; Average temp: 48°, some rain, mostly dry.
Bike: '99 Trek 5200 - 52-42-30 and 12-25; Wheels: Rolf Vector Comp; Tires: Vredestein Tricomp @ 145#; Saddle: Terry Fly; Bag: Detour High-Tail
I was out of town for the club brevet, so this was a make-up, ridden over the same course. I'm not doing PBP, so certification didn't matter. A friend had DNFed on the club brevet due to a mechanical - his FSA crank fell off. Apparently those nuts need LockTite. So we started the ride together, but he began to have problems. He's a Real Athlete, not a putzer like me, but he's even longer in the tooth. At 75 miles, he developed A-fib. We rested for quite a while, but his HR didn't come down much, so we continued slowly to the next town at 92 miles, where he phoned a family member to come and get him. He's fine today.
I did the rest of the ride solo. After I left him, I had 20 miles of flat with truly terrible broken chipseal upwind, with the flags straight out. I had hoped to begin making time, but couldn't sustain over 17.5. That really took it out of me. So I was glad to get into the hilly section of the ride, also chipseal, over every tiny, windy, hilly road the course devisors could find. Even that started to wear after a while. There were some serious walls, where I could not turn the cranks seated and had to climb the whole thing out of the saddle in my granny.
It got dark about 10 miles before the finish, so I got to check out night riding with yellow lenses and the Cateye HL-EL530. That was OK, but next time I'll have two of those lights. I was still doing 22 on the flats in the dead calm, and 22 at night feels very fast.
My legs are tired today, but my butt's fine. The knee operated on last year is sore, but getting better. My aero bars were pretty useless after 150 miles. I was tired and my position seemed cramped on them, so I just gutted it out on the hoods like everyone else. They're more useful on flatter rides. I coasted down every hill, so I only got into the 52 ring a few times. I could have done without it. The 42 was handy, as always. I liked the close ratios in the back. My buddy has a compact. My setup was better, as I didn't have to shift into the little ring as often and his ratios were further apart. My cadence dropped off as I got tired. It just seemed like too much work to spin fast.
Food: I took a total of 2 quarts of my malto/soy drink powder and used it all. At 164 miles I was feeling kind of wasted and my mouth was tired of the drink, so I tried a slice of pizza. Unfortunately I didn't realize that the pizza place makes and cooks each slice individually, so that took forever. Huge slice, though. My stomach felt fine after that, but 1.25 hrs. later I started getting flashing lights in my peripheral vision, my sign of low blood sugar, so I started in on the malto again. Moral: there aren't many carbs in pizza crust and my body runs on carbs. I would have done better with a PB&J, but that wasn't an option.
Overall, I was very pleased with the loaded bike's performance on chipseal. It mostly floated right over it. Nice rando bike. That may have been helped by the two 1-liter Zefal bottles (thanks, Machka) and the loaded High Tail. I didn't have any back problems like I did on the 200k, and maybe that was due to going to the bottles instead of the Camelbak. I needed that much fluid, as I ran them both dry twice. I'm going to get a Bento Box, as my jersey pockets were covered by my wind vest most of the time.
I kept my HR mostly under 75% of MHR, and under 82% on the hills. My saddle time was pretty good, but I stopped to change clothes or look at the cue sheet or putz around too many times. Also, mixing the drink powder is slow. I couldn't just buy something and go. Also had a flat, luckily not in the rain. But I wasn't racing, just trying to enjoy the rando experience. I could have kept going, though I was happy to quit.