When I was going up that steep stretch, I noticed a penny on the ground and then a dime. Anyone who knows me knows that I always pick up pennies when I see them. I was struggling so hard riding up that hill that I didn't stop to pick up that 11 cents. It was killing me to pass it up, but I knew it would have been too difficult to get started again. Rick even slowed down when he saw the money thinking I would stop to pick it up.
Going back down the hill, I hit a top speed of 42 mph going down that stretch that slowed me to 4.2 going up. 10 times faster! What a rush! (Take THAT Clodfelter!) When I got to the point where the money was, I was still going around 30 mph and didn't have the heart to stop for that 11 cents. (Can you tell it still bothers me that it's laying in the road just waiting to be found?)
Now, here's the energy gel story: Rick made his own homemade version of "Power Gel" with brown rice syrup, black strap molasses, honey, and a little salt. It tastes like liquid black licorice and was almost sickening when I first tried it, but now I'm used to the taste and it gives me the BEST instant energy. Plus, it's so much cheaper than the store brands.
We rode for 3 hours today, and I could have kept going and going. The good news is that I think I'm ready for our century ride this weekend!