Jameson and I just can’t resist a good century ride. Earlier this spring, I wrote a post about our 100-mile endeavors, and this fall, with our relatively light cyclocross schedules, we got back out on the road for a few more epic adventures.
If you recall, Jameson broke his hand while racing on the track in August. He kept up with his riding while he healed, but was going a little stir-crazy being confined to the trainer.
Naturally, the proper response to getting his cast off was to embark on a road ride, ASAP, but a century ride? A little crazy. Crazy fun!
Not to be outdone, I began planning my own century ride. I called it my “farewell to Baltimore County” ride, since I wasn’t sure if my free time and the beautiful fall weather would line up many more times before I had to depart for Minnesota. The weekend after my thesis seminar, I celebrated the completion of my PhD by finally embarking on the ride.
I was lucky enough to have the company of my favorite training buddy, BChan, for the first 30 miles or so. We stopped to pose by a free-range chicken farm, and then BChan turned around to head back to the city. I soldiered on, riding up into PA, snacking on some peanut butter sandwiches along the way.
As I dipped back into Maryland, I came across a gas station and stopped for some re-fueling. Blue Gatorade and Peanut Butter Kandy Kakes. Believe it or not, I’d never eaten a Kandy Kake before – SO DELICIOUS! For my non-Mid-Atlantic readers, Kandy Kakes are made by TastyKake. They consist of little rounds of vanilla, topped with peanut butter and coated in chocolate. If you can’t eat a Kandy Kake guilt-free while on a century ride, then when can you?!?
I got to ride one of my very favorite roads, Gunpowder Falls Road, which is literally like a roller coaster as it weaves around Prettyboy Dam Reservoir. Unfortunately, my legs started to get a little tired after that, but the roads flattened out a bit as I got back to the city. I reached my neighborhood and realized that my Garmin was not quite at 100 miles. I don’t know where I lost a mile or two along my planned route, but I was NOT going to suffer a repeat of my last century – I completed the ride only to find that I had forgotten to re-start my computer, so Strava forever reads 97 miles instead of the actual 100! Tired and hungry, I did a few laps around the neighborhood to ensure I got my “bragging rights.”
It was an awesome ride, and I can’t wait for the weather to cooperate to complete my first MN century come spring time. Have you ever done a century? What was the hardest part?