Classic FDGB: you be the judge
Got up at 2:45 am for the two our drive to Paso Robles with my stoker. Temps were a bit warm, the course, albeit absent a big climb, was really up/down (100K). At 45 miles I started to cramp; quads cramp whenever I came to a stop and straightened my right leg followed by a left leg cramp.
The classic: we stopped at a convenience store for some cold gatorade. I put my right foot on the ground which cramped badly causing the bike, myself and stoker to fall to the left. Stoker unclipped and saved the bike, but I fell down and my left leg (quad) cramped severely. I lay right at the front door of the convenience store for 10 minutes. Onlookers inquired of my welfare. Picture would have been worth a thousand words.
We finished using our lowest gear on even the slightest bump; my stoker was a trooper! I did master putting a foot down without straightening my leg. Needless to say I need to get this cramp thing figured out.