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With a LOT of haters out there (Mr. Hemeon “I’ll pay Tristen 50 bucks”, Tacky “I’ll give you 60 miles at most”, Kirk Lindahl “good luck” to name a few…) I am proud to announce the world’s two newest centurians…..Tristen and Lindsey AKA Team Red! All I have to say is:

#1 - we weren’t the prettiest on the course! That is probably the most true when Tristen tried to do the whole “surfer change” in front of thousands of bikers. The problem was that she didn’t have a good size towel. Instead she used her tank top and put it around her rear end…tried to be stealth and pull down her shorts underneath, but accidentally pulled it all down at once. At least we were on top of an overpass, so the drivers underneath had some funny entertainment. the other time Tristen wasn’t so pretty was when a pack of riders enveloped her and she got wobbly and almost fell. She didn’t, but the whole pack freaked out because it would have been a disaster. I was laughing so hard I had to pull over!
#2 - we weren’t the most stereotypical on the course. Tristen and I both wanted the same playlist of tunes, so we rigged a ghetto blaster to the front of her bike and had music blaring the whole time! Everyone commented that they wanted to ride around us because we were making it so fun, but then we informed them that it was going to be a long day - probably 10 hours long - they politely declined and pedaled faster. For fear of our bodies not taking the 10 hours easily, we got some poor volunteers to rub our shoulders for a little loosening up at the aid stations. We also had mini Evian water misters on hand so we could spritz ourselves whenever we were too salty or hot. (BEST TIP EVER) everyone loved the mistings, and I will never ride a long ride without one.
#3 - our motto was slowly but surely! That proved itself over and over again as we closed down every aid station. It was pretty cool because we were personally catered to at each stop. The last aid station even held our bikes for us for 20 minutes as we went to see the offerings.
#4 - My favorite part of the day was when I rode in and heard that my very own husband….the ex collegiate athlete, the 1/2 Ironman, the triathlete, the etc. etc. etc……….didn’t finish the very same race!!!!! It was like the stinking cherry on top! It was like the whole tortoise and hare story. Actually in all fairness, I think he was trying to wait for me?!? and his dad, who had already finished, swung by and picked him up. Regardless….stinks for him when I tell the kids about this one!

It was a very fun weekend. Weather was great - 70’s and sunny. Tim and Diane made a perfect dinner after the ride. My little boy was the perfect houseguest. And most importantly I rode/exercised from the time it was light in the morning, until it the sun was going down! How impressive.

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Check this off the list, and Tristen and I decided that we are going to make a sister’s list of adventures (we were going to originally call them goals, but then decided that neither of us are very good goal girls) to accomplish. Century ride is over, and I know somewhere on our list is going to be a Harley Ride. All we need are some do-rags, and we will SO fit in! Anyway, I will post that list once it is made! What a blast!