July 11.
In Pauls Valley, I wanted to take a photo of the church in the morning, but then I saw that the sun was just coming up so I ran around the building to get that photo instead! Looks good! The ride was full of rolling hills and green meadows and trees. I got hot and decided to call it a day at the last rest stop, cutting off some 15 or 20 miles of the ride. My original goal was to ride every mile that week, but I was starting to feel a little too hot. To tell the truth, sometimes I think I don’t push myself as hard as I should. I’m not entirely sure which is better. But we were supposed to ride 100 miles the next day, and it was probably the least hilly of all the century rides (100 miles or more) that we will have. Whether it was a good decision or not, that is what I decided. And to tell the truth, I don’t remember too much more about that entire day or where we stayed in the evening. It was at a Baptist Church and that’s all I know.
