Yesterday I biked 62 miles—100 kilometers—with my sister and her husband. We did the Cañada loop and then circled around the reservoirs. When we got back to the parking lot, my total was still a mile short, so I went round and round the lot until I hit 62.13 miles. Here’s the proof:
My legs and lungs felt fine; I went up and down the hills OK. But around mile 40, my neck and back and butt started hurting. Even my arms ached by the end!