Then, something wonderful happened. We took a stretch of road that was down wind. HOLY MACKEREL!!! WHAT A DIFFERENCE!!!! It was absolutely glorious. While drafting, I was coasting at 30+mph for long stretches. We made a couple of brief trips on roads swept by cross winds but mostly, it was DOWN WIND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!. We cruised into South Bloomingfield at around 80 miles and I was still feeling pretty good.
The temperature was in the low 60's so there, some of us redressed and we were witness to Amanda stripping down to her bike shorts, removing the tights. Therefore, we were witness to the "Mother of all Pasty Legs". Curiously, Todd bought one of those tiny bottles of "5 Hour Energy Performance" which was a sign the great one was running out of steam. Also, as I checked out with my can of blue Monster, birthday boy sided up and said, "You haven't donated anything yet for my birthday have you?" This put me off my game and I was taken aback a little. Steve asked if I could give him a dollar as he expected to be short for his purchase. Unfortunately, my remaining $3 was almost entirely used to pay for my Monster so I had to decline. Then, I looked into his open wallet and saw two $10 bills. Thus, I was introduced to the, "Mother of all Cheap Skates". Dude had $20 in his wallet and was hitting me up for a $1. What's up with that?
We left South B and headed toward Canal but Kayla, after consuming bacon and other tummy upsetting goods while at Bend & Joes (or some name like that), was having stomach issues so some of us hung back to nurse her in. We finished with 102 miles, 3600' of climbing and a rather pedestrian average of 17mph. I was still feeling strong so my strategy of drafting "Every Freaking Mile" paid off. May ride with the Canal ride on Sunday and try to recover from a very long day.