8/27/11 I'm Never Gonna Do That Again

Today I rode my first (and last) century.  I was out in Payette and Washington Counties.  The first 50 some miles were great, but then I started cramping.

I must have taken a wrong turn and ended up in Africa, because I saw a Zebra and an Emu.  I had to walk my bike across this crazy bridge, because there were only two strips on the bridge for car tires to fit on.

I proud that I finished it, but it was extremely painful.  My right leg kept craming and I had to repeatedly get off my bike to stretch it.  I had to do this every mile or so towards the end.