Wow, the fact that you gutted out 25 miles of Lancaster's hills on a hybrid is something. My husband finished the metric about 45 minutes, give or take, behind me and that's taking into account that I lost about a half hour, waiting for him at the lunch area! He was fried when he rolled in at the finish and couldn't even partake of the Turkey Hill ice cream. Don't worry--I ate his share while I was waiting for him (haha).

Hopefully, I'll be doing the metric century at the Seagull. The ankle is feeling good but I'm not going to push it. I had enough overuse injuries during my marathon days to teach me that ignoring an injury is the ultimate knucklehead behavior.