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August 8, 2017

For several years now, the Cayuga Medical Group has put on a lovely event called, Rock and Ride.  It is actually,
a fund raiser, to benefit heart health and healthy living.  Three different courses are offered; 30, 50 and 70 miles.  
Just for shits and giggles, Kim and I, signed up for the 70 mile route while our guddies; Jolene Layton, Sara
Diamond and John Diamond did the 30.  I only speak for myself when I say I was not prepared for the plethora of
riders who participated.
Like an ass, I assumed everyone was just like us.  
After all, we've ridden with an impressive ass-
ortment of folks.  Or, so I thought.  
At first, I was stoked.  I've never seen so many old
people on bikes before!  This gave me a warm, fuzzy
feeling.  One day, I too, would be old and this gave me
faith.  
I also discovered, that posers come in all shapes and
sizes.  What is a poser, you ask?  Why, it's a person
who likes to lead others to believe that they are
actually something that they're not.  For instance, a
person who likes to claim the term cyclist but, in
reality, only rides two or three times a year.  Some
of them just talked shit while others were more
interested in looking the part.  
Upon leaving Treleaven Winery, Kim and I, hustled to the front of the group.  It
was our impression that the Type-A Racer dudes who were leading the pack at an
aggressive pace were also doing the 70 mile route.  I remember thinking, "How the
hell am I going to keep up with these guys?"  Turns out, it wasn't a problem at all
seeing as how they only did the 30 miles.  And, as we passed them going in the
opposite direction, they no longer looked like they were "killing it."  
But, let me tell you about a few that did do the 70.  One of the riders looked like a
homeless man.  Not only was he over dressed in civilian clothing but he had
numerous bags to carry, all while riding a mountain bike.  Also, I give super kudos
to the mom and her 10 year old daughter who rode the entire 70 miles on one of
those kiddie half-bike attachments.  I later dubbed her Tuff Mom because the end
of our ride was uphill and brutal.  The first, Aid Station of four, was around the
nine mile mark.  We were able to meet up with the rest of our crew for a quick
granola bar and joke before continuing on.   
Mistakenly, I thought there would be food trucks at our mid-way point.  I was
really looking forward to real food.  That wasn't the case so we continued on.  
We thought it was really strange that we hadn't seen signs of other riders.  How
could we be so far behind?  We discovered at our third Aid Station that there were
a total of 150 people signed up.  Only 25 for the 70 mile ride.  The majority of them
had left at 9 a.m., right after registering.  So much for a group ride.  
Since, Kim and I, were running alone, we decided to blow off the last Aid Station
and stop at Apple Station Winery instead.  That half bottle of apple wine tasted like
Heaven.  With a few calories in us, we proceeded to peddle on.  It was in the last
ten miles that we caught up with Tuff Mom and her daughter.  I couldn't
believe it.  I would beat them up hill but they would beat me down.  
Turns out, Tuff Mom had signed them up to teach her
daughter how to ride.  No better way than to actually
show her how it was done, she explained.  Because, they
had music, we stayed with them, only breaking off at the
end.  Even though we didn't get to ride with a group, just
getting to meet Tuff Mom was enough for me to call this
ride a success.  
Upon arrival, Jolene, John and Sara greeted us grasping
their ice cold beer.  They had already enjoyed the live
music and free food.  Not to mention the free beer and
wine tastings.  It was then that I realised that my friends
had the right idea.  
When it was all said and done, I had put down 70 miles
in 4 hours and 40 minutes on three granola bars; a half
bottle of wine and one full bottle of water.  
Would I do it again?  Hell yes.  Would I choose to do the 70 miles?  Hell no.  Next time, I'll do fewer miles so I can
spend more time drinking and yucking it up with my friends.  This event was well planned and, as Sara D. pointed out,
it was for a good cause.  If you don't believe me, check it out for yourself next year!   It was a great learning experience.

~
SB
Left to Right:  Me, Kim, John and Sara Diamond, Jolene Layton
Treleaven Winery, Kings Ferry