Yes, the 2010 Ipswich 100. I got cajoled/browbeaten into it by my mate, who in turn pulled out before the ride due to injury. I did the ride with my mum and her mate. By that, I mean, they dropped me at the earliest opportunity and I was left to ride the whole thing pretty much on my own (except the last 20Km when my mum took pity on me and rode with me).

It was easily the toughest ride I've ever done, and by the end, every part of me hurt. I was absolutely shattered. I knew going in that it would be tough, but I didn't know it would be that tough. If I'd known, I probably wouldn't have done it.

I didn't regret signing up for it, but I did dread doing the ride. Once I was on the road though, it was really a matter of just sucking it up and doing it.

I finished that ride and promised myself I wouldn't do it in 2011. Now, of course, with the passage of time, I'm thinking, "hey, it wasn't that tough!".

Max