Why would anyone consent to riding 100 miles on a bicycle in a day? Especially when their gear is substandard and their fitness is similarly poor? Because….reasons.
Last year’s 100MoN was the. Worst. Physical. Test. I’ve. Ever. Put. Myself. Through. …zombies
To avoid suffering, I came up with a plan. I resolved to stay on the bike more by riding in half-hour blocks that were regulated by a timer. I resolved to stay on my bike more by setting up “tables” where I could reach my food from the bike. I resolved to stay on the bike by only letting myself off when the timer dinged or for dad emergencies. I made sure to have a variety of food that I could enjoy both as a snack and as a series of small meals.
Someone really smart said, “…a long race isn’t a race, it’s an eating contest.” I took them at their word and had plenty. 10 1/2 lb. Burritos, 2 softball-sized apples, a bag of chips, a bag of mini candy bars, all the swag that Fatty sent, a bag of white grapes, an 8-pack of Gatorade, a half-gallon of water. In part II, you’ll see that I ate most of that.
Finally, I got my daily driver set up on my trainer in front of my tiny tv in my garage. I grabbed some of my favorite DVDs, and took a deep breath.
Move More
Eat Better
Get Out And Ride
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