Lo and behold, I ended up being the last one out of camp because of the glasses situation. No big deal, I thought, I’ll just catch up to the others by the next water stop (in 20 miles). Well, we had been warned about some of the hills, especially the one on the way out of town. I thought I was prepared… but I turned that corner and tried to shift… and it didn’t shift. I just kept pedaling thinking it would catch eventually, and not only did it not catch, it locked up. I knew I was going down… so I braced for impact, leaned to the right, and hit the ground. OOOHH that was harder than I thought it was going to be! Also, there’s a bit of a ditch on the side of the road. I got the wind knocked out of me and laid there for a minute.
I had a tough time on another hill, just having difficulty taking a deep breath, but managed to make the 20 miles to the water stop. But at that point I decided it was time for a ride – in a vehicle. I was thinking I would be able to get back on the bike after the lunch stop, but once we got there and I talked with the ride medic, looked over the route and elevation for the next section, and confirmed with the ride director, I decided to call it a day. I’m not seriously injured, but I’m definitely sore enough to know my limits. After all – it’s day 1. I still have 4 more days and over 300 miles left to ride.
So the plan is to get a good night’s sleep and take stock in the morning. Hopefully I’m feeling up for the 52 miles on the agenda! If you're considering donating to my ride, please head on over to my fundraising page.