That was brutal. I woke up feeling just as broken as I went to bed!
I found I really enjoyed the first half, there were 3 of us trading the lead through better climbing, better descending, and faster pit stops; good mano a mano racing. In the second half the distance started to take it's toll, the gaps got bigger and I found it much less enjoyable, counting down hours and laps. My only motivation at the end was finishing on the same lap as Barry (and trying my best voodoo curses for him to puncture!) I think I'm more of a 4 hour rider, I have no idea how people keep moving for 12 or 24 hours! It was an interesting experience, but I really wouldn't be tempted to do one solo again, maybe as a team.
