I have SAG'd (what is the past tense of SAG?)
- after a crash when the person in front of me slammed on her brakes going up hill on a rotten road. I DID ride my bike the mile and a half to the next rest-stop, tho. Went home, showered, and THEN went to the ER for x-ray and stitches.
- after asthma attacks - the worst was on a MS-150 a couple of years ago when they took my bike away from me... but no ride to the hospital
- and when I was fairly new at long-haul biking and had mechanical problems, but didn't know it, so I was fighting my bike, and had trouble breathing.
- and on day 2 of the MS-150 last year when I didn't rehydrate after day 1 (the bottled water vendor was a no-show) and woke up with a migraine. I rode 30 miles with it until I was defeated.

And somehow on most of this, the same wonderful lady, Janet, was the driver that picked me up.

Is it a bad thing to get to know a SAG driver, reall well???

So call me a whimp, I suppose. I drive myself into the ground, but there is a point where I admit defeat and cry Uncle, or Janet