Proud Member of the Century Club (... sort of)

I'm proud to say that being a member of the Century Club (... sort of, it was actually 100 kilometers)means something different to me now than it did in college. This morning I felt as though Marek was challenging me to an endurance challenge. Every time I looked over at him it on his rowing machine it seemed he was looking right at me saying, "You might think your something special but I've been doing this for years" Youth versus valor. Who would win? I knew I couldn't make it much longer without stopping for another drink and as I hit my 94 km mark I looked over and saw he had stopped for a drink. Thank goodness. I had made it. It was just me and the bike again. I don't know whether he was challenging me for sure or not but either way, I beat him. I know Marek doesn't read my blog, but maybe someday he will so I just want to say thanks for the inspiration to keep me on the bike today and help me complete my first century. Below is a video of what my legs looked like shortly afterwards, quivering from the workout, saying to me, "what did we ever do to you!?"