Biking Against Cancer Over Comically Large Hills - Part II

A fortnight ago (and yes I waited to post this so I could use the word fortnight) was my second ride in the Prouty bike race against cancer. This year the goal was 50 miles.

Riding 50 miles is a little more tricky than shorter distances because your body doesn't have enough energy to do the entire race without eating. So once you get in shape enough to do that kind of distance, you need to figure out food and water intake.

It was over 91 degrees outside which is not exactly my natural habitat. Even so, the ride was going great until mile 38 at which point I ran out of potassium. This manifested in the form of wicked hamstring cramps and sucked because I was otherwise full of energy. My legs just decided they weren't going to work. After pulling over and stretching for a few minutes I rode to the 40 mile rest stop. There I filled up on bananas before heading out for the last 10 miles.

Overall the ride was a success. I finished and the hills just didn't seem to pack the same punch as they did last year.


I'm not sure if we took a wrong turn or runkeeper is messing with me, but even if what we rode was only 48.73 miles it doesn't take into account the mile to and from the car, so I'm calling it 50.

Next up, a century on September 16th.