I did my usual "Hey, take it easy! We're all out here to have fun after all" Then they asked us our names and threatened to kick us out of the FFL main ride. So I said my name was Wesley Hodgson and that I don't care if they kick me off the ride! Anyways, it wasn't a bad ride in the end but holy christ was it hot and sunny. I drank about 6 liters and peed about 125ml. Me and rob both kind of bonked out around the 90-100km mark so it was slow going on the flats and hills after that. I ended up clocking 149km round trip; I didn't have the motivation to turn it into a real century. At one point I thought something had slipped into my bike shorts and was jiggling around but it just turned out to be my junk which had gone almost completely numb. After that point I stopped riding on the aero bars