I felt pretty good. The next leg was to Milford, another 13. If my buddy wouldn't have sprinted the last mile and a half, probably would have felt better. He was on a Trek Madone, and was just
gone. I followed him as long as I could, got up to 22 mph and he still kept pulling away (I gotta do some more sprints!)
. Next time, we're going to try 50.