I was the kid in grade school that was always talking about and fooling around with bicycles. My high school was about 6 miles away and for the first few years I would race the bus home and usually beat it. Had a paper route and delivered them on my bike and thus had the money to have nice bikes.

During my college years I had little time to ride. After then I rode half and metric centuries probably for about 10 years until becoming a parent. I'm 61 now and this time last year started riding again, 25 or so years dormant.

At first I got my doors blown off left and right. But I committed to a 66 mile charity ride last July and joined a bike team. At first I struggled to keep up on 20 mile training rides on flat terrain. Now I'm pulling some decent hills, it actually amazes me just how far I've come along. This winter I'm either on the bike or on a trainer, as much as I dislike trainers, I'm going to force myself to do it.

I never really entertained the idea of riding a century but Lord willing that will change next spring.