Well, it’s the last day of the ride and like I said in the earlier post -it’s the day to ride. You put your head down and I just tried to keep up with the rest. It was even a little bit hillier than normal, so as I could still taste the brat’s and sports drink that I had for breakfast, I would take a deep breath and just keep pedaling. I laughed to myself on one of the hills. Now I’ve never claimed to be very good going up hills, but on this one hill there were some Amish ladies selling something. As I was chugging along, one of them looked up and gave me the funniest smile. Now I don’t know if she was being nice or if she was making fun of me. So I tried to speed up to act real cool, but I was still being passed by people telling me that they were ‘on my left’. So much for being tough.
But we did eventually did get to the river and was able to get our picture taken with our front bike tires dipped in the Mississippi River. At the beginning of the ride when you start, you are supposed to dip your back tires in the Missouri River.
Not the best picture I must say of our group!
Now that the ride is over, I never did have a flat tire. Thank Goodness! But in the midst of the week my helmet latch broke so I had to tape it, both my sandals fell apart and I had to tape them, and my new bike bag broke. But I didn’t care as long as I didn’t get a flat tire. I know, I know… I’m a big chicken.
As we’re driving back home, I was thinking how fast the week goes and what a good time it is. Like they always say, ‘If you’re not having fun, then it’s time to lower your standards’. It always seems like we can have a good time no matter what. But for now my bike is in the old milk house safely stored for at least a little while. And it’s back to the real world again 🙂