We took off from Pensacola bright and early with plans to accomplish our second century in a row. I rode with Lauren and Brad, two of the faster riders of the group. I was excited about the fast pace and once we got on the road, I was even more excited about the tailwinds.
At about mile 65, once we already crossed into Alabama, we took a ferry ride from one peninsula to another- a nice 45 minute break. With our pace averaging around 21 for a long while, we were the first to arrive at the host and got to indulge in chocolate milk and cantaloupe. We had rice and curry for dinner and after our regular Saturday ritual of family meeting, we were out like lights.
The second century felt so good, and knowing that I pushed myself as hard as I did made it feel even better. Don't get me wrong, parts of a 100 mile ride are miserable (specifically around 85-95) but it is worth overcoming to feel the high of the success.
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