Days Fifty-Six through Sixty-Six: The End of The Trip

The last ten days of the trip were more of the same: wake up at 4:30am, ride 90 miles across the desert in the summer into a headwind, and vegetate until the next day.

For me, the most useful outcome of this ride was the chance to gain perspective. Events of this nature are fun, but they can also be disorganized and frustrating. Except for me (and maybe two others), none of the group participants, group leaders, or organizational directors, are serious, competitive cyclists. That, more than anything, set the tone of the ride, and led to many misunderstandings.

I'd like to move away from charity tour rides and focus on racing. Perhaps I'll have better lick there?