That’s it. 203 miles. Too many hills, busy highways, rude drivers, and stupid riders. A lot of it was fun. A lot of it was a slog. What I’m proud of? Maintaining a strong pace. Making it up almost all the hills. Powering through when I wanted to quit. Crossing the finish line. As soon as I’m able to walk normally I’ll get back on my bike. Bit not for a couple of days. More musings and photos to post. For now, rest.