I was on support today and I have to admit that I was quite happy to have a day off the bike. It gets tough on all parts of the body to be on the saddle every single day.
We had another century ride planned for today, so we had everyone get up pretty early so that we could get off to an early start and not arrive at our destination too late in the day. Little did we remember that we had just passed in to the Central Time Zone. This meant that when we woke up at 6:00am and tried to load the cargo van, it was pitch black outside. Oops. We all forgot about that one…
Adam and I marked the route in to Sweetwater, Texas.
It was very chilly, dreary, and windy this morning, so most of the riders hung out at McDonald’s while we started marking the route (and while they waited for the sun to come up…). The route actually appeared to be pretty enjoyable, except for the ridiculous head winds and the over-abundance of road kill on the shoulder. 
I felt a little guilty, but I was very grateful to not be riding in that weather. The wind was again brutal and it was spitting rain all morning. I’m sure it was a bit demoralizing for many of the riders to turn a corner and see acres of windmills, all moving full-speed, aimed in their direction. Ah. We love Texas… 
Once all of the riders arrived at Sweetwater High School, the sun came out and the day turned gorgeous. Imagine that. The people at SHS were absolutely amazing. They were so friendly and fed us a delicious meal for dinner. During dinner, we had a journal club about Child Soldiers in war-torn countries. While an incredibly distressing subject, it was very interesting to have this discussion with other members of the group.
We ended the day by going to a local BBQ restaurant for basketball and a drink. I don’t care anything about NBA, but a cold beer can sometimes hit just the right spot.
End of the twentieth day. And it was restful.
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