I took Sunday off of work to do the Tour de Cure ride. The weather here has been horribly hot, mid 90's and the wind has been awful, not a breeze, wind! Once we got registered the staff encouraged everyone who was doing the 100 miler to get out before the official starting time. So we left at 715am. Rest stops were great, like every 10 miles or so. After mile 70 I started dragging hard, and I mean hard. I contemplated stopping and quitting at every rest stop and taking the air conditioned sweeper vehicle back. At the last stop, with only 7 more miles to go, I had had enough. I called it quits..I know..I just couldn't do it anymore. I fought wind all day, I had goosebumps and nausea from like mile 55. ( Kathy's temp on her bike read 98 all day long) I went to load my bike, and my bike rolled hard. Somewheres along the line, at one of the stops, I must have hit my brake calipers when I laid my bike down and I was riding with my front brake on. It was either at the 50 or 70 milestone that had to have happened. I got it fixed and the guys at the stop are like don't you want to finish now on your own?...uh...no!. So my 92 mile ride felt like 150 for me by the time I was done. And my riding partner finished at 4, and I came in on the sweeper vehicle at 4. They had closed down the meal tent and they were leaving as we went to go get our meal..no steak for us. In fact, all we got to eat, after eating candybars, bananas, apples, oranges all day were chocolate chip cookies. We were so dissappointed in not getting a meal. There was at least 10 other riders that finished the 100 at the same time. so they got cookies too.. I was looking forward to a real meal. Maybe next year I can finish in time for a real meal.