Yes, my husband's 25 mile ride was 31! He wasn't ready for the 25, but he did all 31. And then, my 50 was barely 50. :P (50 by the time we rode to the start and rode back to the car from the finish.) To miss the 75 by TWELVE miles?? Wow.

I flatted at mile 21. Hit something in the road. It was somewhere near that gross dead rottweiler. Unfortunately, I remembered at that moment that I had forgotten to get the spare tube out of my Camelbak back in the car. Lots of people offered help, and THANKS to the gal who just threw a tube out to me, if you're listening. And THANKS to the young man driving his car who just happened to have a floor pump in his trunk! (I thought about putting the frame pump from the mountain bikes on one of our bikes, but I didn't.)

It's really disheartening to have the SAG pull up just as you're pulling away from changing your flat, only to hear him say, "I can't let you get behind me" Aw heck, that means we're last!! But we pushed on to the rest stop and were able to ride back amongst others who did longer distances.

My son did the 50 on his John Deere Racer. You would not BELIEVE the number of comments he got about his bike! He was so proud of it. He had not trained at all (but he's almost 14--they don't know any better). He had a psycho problem at around mile 40, but I talked him through it. I'm really proud of him.

I met Hub/Patricia by accident somewhere before the BDB. Pat, I never saw you again after that rest stop. How'd you do?

My average was much better than the ride I did in Maine on the 15th, so I'm happy! I'm looking forward to hearing your ride report, Amanda!

Karen