Day 23, Duchesne to Dinosaur, Colorado

Alex, my'luv of the trip, such a funny story... will enlighten later.

TUESDAY
JENNA DAY
Last night, Jenna and I had decided to ride together for we didn’t want to burn out, nor did we want to race, because we definitely have a long week ahead of us, what with large elevation climbs --- and this is how the day started, Jenna and I started out our day together and booted the first 32k in under an hour. It was amazing (partially due to the fact that it had a slight down hill. This was where Corey was stationed. From there we proceeded to climb the first two hills, and then were joined by Alex, Jeff and Jonathan. We rode up and down hills, (mostly up)…which slowed us down much more than we wanted, or I wanted…one of these days I just want to fly up the hills.
The day started at 7:30, and ended around 4…
The last 20k were the work...they were hard, they took our time and sapped our energy. Jeff and Alex had gone ahead, and Zinger managed to fall back with us...climbing these hills are quite the ordeal, and then into a headwind was just added mix of pleasure and fun ( NO).

During the whole ride, we were a tight group, managing to help each other out, and stop when necessary. One stop was made at the seven eleven and I had the chance to talk to two people about the cause. I generally am able to give out a card a day, and have piqued a good many of others in just mini chats. We ate our lunch outside the 7 11, and one of the workers came out to talk to us, she then offered us free ice and drinks (water) from the fountains in the store....our lucky day. I put ice in my jersey pockets and in the cracks of my helmet to keep cool. A few others did the same. From the stop we headed on to Walter who was parke at about the 100k mark. Which was just before we started climbing the rest of the way to our destination. Climbing: sounds funny, but thats the lingo...we climb hills with our bikes... and make it work for us to the best of our abilities.

The rest of the day is history. Jenna and I sang the last 5 k into camp for we just needed to take our minds off of the head wind, the uphill climb, and the fact that we were nearing 6 hours in our seat...yah, the bottom gets tired by the end of the day...as well as the mind, the feet, the legs, and even my pumping heart...how much can the body take...how much of a machine are we becoming...

I now talk about inserting food, for energy, not eating for pleasure...what you put in, must be good fuel for the ride...and agreeable! Some people are finding out the hard way when introducing new foods at certain times of the day...mcdonalds is a no-no. haha!