100 Miles of Glory

Pumping up the jam, in the Yountville Veterans Home parking lot, at an absurdly early hour. 100 miles to go and already we've taken a sexually suggestive photo.

The couple that parked next to us were celebrating their 40th anniversary with the 65-mile bike ride. They roucked.

Meghan and I celebrate the ascent of Mt. Veeder, the highest point on the ride. No nipple chafing so far!

There were a bunch of other amazing pictures, but I accidentally recorded them as movies that don't work on the blog, so you'll have to take my word for it that the Napa Century was gorgeous, not so difficult, and the most painful thing my ass has experienced since that one night of experimentation back in college.