...though not by choice. This past weekend Liz and I participated in a 22.85 mile bike ride to raise money for cancer research. Before setting out, I was more concerned whether my legs would hold up, but that wasn't an issue. The folks that laid out the route did a pretty good job finding roads that didn't have too many hills, though at one point Liz was saying we should have done something like this in Indiana, as they have no hills.
We completed the ride in 2 hours and 25 minutes, and I have no idea whether that is good or bad. I will say, we never passed anybody who was riding, but did get passed at least 5 or 6 times by folks who were at least in the mid-fifties. Yes, there is hope that I too can be skinny and fit when I get to my fifties. The other kicker was there were three routes-20 mile, 50 mile, and 100 mile. When we got to the intersection when you choose the 20 mile, or 50/100 mile route, Liz and I took the 20, and everybody else was taking the longer ones. Good for them, they weren't planning on having kids either.
Maybe I'll try the 50 mile next year.
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