Last year’s American Diabetes Association Tour de Cure ride nearly killed us. This year, it couldn’t have been any nicer.
We had a 9:00 am start time and were off. The weather was a little chilly so I wore my jacket and leggings along with my
team-sparkle skirt which makes me extra fast. We were going so fast and passing so many people on the first 14 miles that our Team Captain reprimanded us for being too far off the right side of the road for so long. I think he was jealous that we were faster than him. Also a little skirt envy I suppose.
We rode to the first stop and despite our tremendously fast pace and our 10 minute head start our friend Jason Brock arrived just about 30 seconds after us at the first rest stop. We seriously felt like animals until he showed up and we had to pass the animal baton to him. The man is a biking machine.
Jason lead our pace line from then on. He was like the engine of the bike train we were in. Many others enjoyed the draft he provided as well.
The weather was just perfect. Not too hot or too cold. It was a Baby Bear/Goldilocks kind of day.
This ride was so different from our last on this course. It was so pleasant, but we kept having flashbacks of what it had been like in the specific part of the course we were on. The good thing about last year’s ride was that we had quite a story to tell after we were through. You know you've had a bad day when you are delighted to end it in a Truck Stop shower.
Just as I was beginning to wonder if there was anything I'd be able to write about on THIS ride, we heard a big POP! It was Steve’s tire. This was the first time we have ever had something like this happen on a ride. I learned then that Steve had made some preparations in case this ever happened. I was unaware that we carried such things as pumps and extra bike tubes. How very handy. I am glad we were so prepared, even if I was unaware of it. Luckily, it was his front tire which is much easier to repair roadside, so I wasn’t worried.

I was secretly stoked about it because this was around mile 48 of 60 I was totally ready for a break. I didn’t even care that it was on the side of the road. I took a seat road side and stretched my leg and knee joint that had started to get stiff and sore.

Jason and Steve made quick work of the tire change. The Bike Marshalls also stopped by to lend a hand. In actuality, all they really lent us was two ibuprofen for my ailing and somewhat inflamed muscles. One of the Bike Marshalls happened to be one of Steve’s neighbors growing up, Randy Plant. Randy is a big-time bike junky and Steve was excited to see him on a bike event, even if it was while Steve on the side of the road in distress.
One of our neighbors, Chris Service also rode by and checked in on us to make sure we were alright. It was fun to see him.
After the tire change we rode on for about five miles where we found the final rest stop. They were offering free massages here and if someone offers to massage you for free you say YES!

It was a pretty crappy massage, but hey any massage is better than no massage.
We also saw this super sweet tandem bike.

It’s actually the exact one we were thinking of buying on eBay before we realized with didn’t have any money to spend on it. It was a super sweet deal though. We hate to let a deal like that pass especially when the bike was small enough for us to actually fit on it.
With that we hit it hard and rode toward the finish. We rode a bit faster than I probably should have with a throbbing knee, but it was so much easier to keep up with Jason to draft off of him. He was really compassionate to us riding slower than he really needed to by about 4 or 5 mph. It was funny because every time a faster group would pass us (which really weren’t that many) he would feel the call of the wild and speed up to keep pace with them, always leaving Steve and I in the dust. Once he realized he’d lost us he’s slow right down.

Thanks Jason, you were a big help!
As always, I got a tremendous amount of compliments on my green team-sparkle skirt. Everyone kept calling out to Steve and Jason wondering why they weren’t wearing them? All the other SelectHealth Team members we passed asked why they weren’t provided a green sparkle skirt in their race kits? It did match the uniform rather well. So….Team SelectHealth Captain…if you are reading this, next year, green sparkle skirts for EVERYONE! They are super fun to wear, plus they make you extra fast. That’s a scientific fact.
We rode right in and finished our 61 miles in 3:45 minutes our fasted time ever with an average speed of 15.9(that time excludes breaks).We were very happy with our time. We rode in at around 2:45-ish p.m.
We met up with my brother Scott and my nephew Jeffery right after we finished in the race village. They had just completed the 25 mile race. Jeff has diabetes, so this was really all for him.

We collectively decided (and by collectively decided I mean I decided) to skip the provided race lunch with its line that spanned 50 or so yards and headed instead for everyone’s Grandma’s favorite restaurant, Maddox!
As we were headed up the hill to leave the park, Jason decided to ride up the super steep park hillside, mainly to show off. As any good cyclist knows, you can’t put pressure like that on your chain or it will break, which it did. We were just glad it was after the race ended instead of during or before. Idiot.
Bummer. It was a bummer, because we basically had to walk back to the car which was half a mile away. After drafting off of him for 60 miles and after he basically changed Steve’s tire we couldn’t just be like…well, sorry about your chain, smell you later! So we walked with him, and it sucked at the end of the day, but you know…The good news is that we DID make it back to the car and then drove ourselves to Maddox and enjoyed a nice lunch together.
In case anyone is wondering, cars go much faster and are much easier to operate than a bike which really makes me stop and think about why I am always trying to ride my bike so far. Oh yeah, it’s because I hate diabetes so bad, that’s why I do it. You just don’t stop to think about how much you hate diabetes from the comfort of your car. You really have to be somewhere out on the high prairie suffering on your bike because you have been riding for way too long. Yep, I sure hate diabetes.
Thanks to all our fabulous donors that helped us to qualify as riders.
We raised $385 for the American Diabetes Association.
We’ve also raised $280 for the National MS Society. We are still hoping to raise more money to meet our goal of $500 ($250 each) to qualify to ride in the MS race. If you are holding out waiting till the last minute to donate, this is it. Here is a
link to Steve and
one for Kristin to donate on-line, or give us a call or e-mail or comment and we’d be happy to pick up a donation of any amount large or small in check or cash.
Thank you to our Diabetes and MS donors (so far). Here they are in random order.
Kathie Bradshaw
Debby Miller
Krystle Hawks
Wilford flipping Brimley (aka Angela Davies)
Judith White
Emilee Eyre
Darla Wardle (my mom)
Mari Goodman
Andrea Binns
Maryanne Riley
Julene Sorenson
Elise Wallace
Rose McPhail
Ally Yeats
Corey Marini
Jen Conley
Mark Bigelow
Bob Sokol
Jeff Sokol
Tim Bahr
Tammy Wardle
Brian Brand (recognizing Mary Brand)
Ryan Wardle
Brian and Phaly Elliott
Seymour Butts/Cameron Nelson
Trevor Jones
Aunt Tammy
Grandpa Olson
Theresa Chappell