Sunday, July 19, 2009

Day 35 -- Des Moines, IA

We had pizza for breakfast. Not too much to say about the day besides that. It was an easy 50 miles into Des Moines (which means “Of Monks” in French by the way—it used to refer to the river of monks).

It wasn’t so easy for our crewmember, Ross, who decided to do a ride-along today. He borrowed one the cyclist’s bikes and rode as a cyclist for the entire day. Let’s just say we all arrived hours before he did and had a grand arrival for him and his pace line once he got to Camp Sunnyside. His words—“that was the hardest thing I have ever done in my entire life!” He almost crawled in up the last hill and could barely talk because he was crouched over his bike for a solid 5 minutes after arriving. His face was covered in salt. The cyclists he rode with had a good laugh because apparently he stopped every few miles on the last 20 and would scream “AH! Cramping!” before pulling off. We all had a lot of respect for him for cycling such a long distance without training. I remember my first 50-mile ride with Tim Lutz after weeks of training and how difficult it was for me.

The camp itself was nice. We had beds in three bunkrooms allotted to us. There was a swimming pool in which we spent a few hours. The shower was a hose dangling from the wall, but at least it was warm! We hung out with the counselors at night (mostly foreigners) and watched “50 First Dates” before going to bed early. I won’t be riding my bike tomorrow because I am lending it to Bryan Janzing, one of my good friends and crew member, so that he can do a ride-along.






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