A few days ago, I finished riding in another Cape Argus Cycle Tour, a 110 km ride with 30,000 other riders over the breathtaking scenery of Cape Town.
This year we were thrown a curve ball with 40 kph (20 mph) headwinds on the “easier part” of the course.
You had to work much, much harder to achieve the same result.
About 65km in my legs were screaming and mentally I was wondering if I would make it. My goal was not to stop at all in hopes of breaking my personal best time.
I saw myself fading and made a decision to make an adjustment to plans, pulling into a rest stop for a quick banana and beverage break. I was back on my bike in 6 minutes.
The last part of the race included the two most difficult climbs. In a weakened state, I knew I needed to stay the course and keep my legs churning.