[Ghoulish Delight]

As has been reported elsewhere, I confirmed my psychosis today by biking 100 (actually, 102) miles, from Irvine to San Diego.

It took 8 hours total including rest stops, 6:45 rolling time. That's a pace at the high end of my optimistic goal pace. I'm really shocked at my performance. I mean, I knew on paper I'd done the (literal) legwork to train, but still, this was almost 50% farther than my previous longest ride, and included one intense climb 80 miles in (Torrey Pines). I had no idea how I'd fare. It's been an intense and empowering day.

All followed by one hell of a party on the train ride home. Crowd surfing, for crying out loud. You'd never guess it was a train car full of people who'd just tortured themselves for 8ish hours.

Lots of people have been super encouraging over the 5 months since I set myself on this stupid course. Many many thanks for that. It's surreal that the day has come and gone. Hard to know right now whether I'll do this to myself again, but I couldn't be happier that I pulled this off.