
101.87 mi max 48.0 7:42.46 avg 13.2


Christy's bike is having issues again; this time, her derailleur cable snapped. She is so good at being even-tempered.
The end was very nice, too, right at Gettysburg Middle School. Some of last year's riders came out and prepared lots of food for us. There was a party, too, at the pub in town. Now that we've completed "the final exam" ride - our last really tough day, our last century of the ride - now, we are starting to feel like the end might actually happen. I think that there's a mixture of excitement because soon we'll all be going to see our friends and/or family...but also a sense of loss, because we've created our own pseudo-family. It is highly unlikely that we will all be

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