I completed my first Century ride (miles, not km) on the 18th in Arthur, IL. Near perfect weather, tolerable winds, mostly flat route between corn, soybeans, alfalfa and the like. My 50+ brain that was so busy trying to remember to do all the right things, that I forgot to stop for post-ride nourishment at an Amish bakery and get a superb, freshly baked, warm, blueberry pie. <sob>