Kaylan and I rode Bike MS (160 miles) last year and we are signed up again. This year we set a goal to ride the century option (100 miles) on day one.
With this goal in mind, last weekend we signed up for a 70-mile tour that had a 100-mile option. It was a cool, beautiful morning. I mentioned to Kaylan "you know, the weather may not be this nice in four weeks, we could do our century today" I added "no pressure though honey, if you still want to live in our house and be part of our family, no pressure". Another rider overheard us. At the next aid station he chimed in and said "you really couldn't ask for a better day, no wind, perfect temperatures, great roads". Again, I remind her "no pressure".
A little farther down the road, both feeling great, a thought strikes me. I say "Kaylan, if we wait until Bike MS to do your century, you will be 14 years old. If we do it today, you will always be able to say you did your first century at 13 years old". No significant response. I think "don't pressure her. She will do it on her terms".
Then we are speeding down this sweet downhill and see a Y in the road. Some riders are turning left, some going straight, one turning around and a couple standing over a map. I look down and see, painted on the road, the words "70 mile turn left. 100 mile go straight". Just then I say "Kaylan, it's decision time. This is the"..... Before I can finish she says "100!" and off we go. We are now committed to riding 100 miles in a single day. Did I mention she is 13-years old?
We did it! We knocked the bugger off. Kaylan, dare I say, is as good a stoker as her mother when we knocked out big miles, back in the day. What a great day. What a great kid. Kaylan Rocks! I'm a lucky Dad.
6:30am. So nervous she can hardly stay asleep in the car.

Shivers

The start


Kaylan's view for 8-hours of riding

Lucky she doesn't have to look at this mug!

Side angle view

70 mile mark and still smiling

Aid station PB&J never tasted so good...Superfood!

Kaylan freaks when she catches Dad drinking a Coke and eating Cheetos. I told her "when you are 90-miles into anything human powered - anything goes".

Training ride pictures




I'm 44 - still the Dad. Kaylan is 13 - still the teenager. But when we are cranking, chained together, literally pedaling in tandem, down country roads, we are really good friends. This is fantastic father, daughter bonding time. We train for hours which means we talk for hours. We talk about everything in her life and mine. No topics are off limits and she doesn't have to look at me. We live the good life, a mile at a time.