Two weeks ago I did over a hundred miles on Saturday, and I didn’t feel half as sore as I do now having only done 81 yesterday. I’m pretty sure I know why too. When 25 of your last 30 miles look like this, it’ll wear an old body out:
A lot of up and down to get home from a lot of flatland to start things out.
And the land was flat because we went to the coast, did a seawall, then jumped a few fences to get to some beautiful (but incredibly flat) habitat. Still, one of our favorite rides. Next time though I’ll do it in reverse (clockwise).
