Today was the Gran Fondo. My friend Josh somehow convinced me to the 100 instead of the 50 and so I did. I had adjusted my seat before the race because it was too slow but forgot to ride the bike after adjusting it. At the the start and within the first few mile I noticed that my seat was really up high. Long story short, I passed three aid stations adjusting my seat until I got to Malad, ID where Wayne and his crew were and finally had it adjusted to the right height. On top of wasting energy there, I suffered through 4 bloody noses that just completely drained the energy out of me and forced me to ride solo from about the halfway point to the finish, at a snails pace. Some other riders who knew me encouraged me to the drop out of the race seeing as I probably lost a good amount of blood and was feeling light headed. I waited about 30 minutes on the side of the road for a support vehicle that never came so I just decided to the finish the last 24 miles. After the race I slept and ate the rest of the day and Sunday. | 