Savannah's first century

Savannah is tough.

Last Saturday the day finally arrived for Savannah's big ride, she was so excited that she woke up before dad and was chomping at the bit to get out the door.

First thing dad had to do though was to take her shorts and lather them up with shammy cream, I think she was a little taken back when she pulled them on.

So we got out the door and drove to Canyon bicycles to start the ride, after meeting up with all of our buddies and having a great Jamba Juice we started the ride.

Savannah had fun racing everyone there, especially Cameron, every time he would come around the side of us I would feel a little surge coming from Savannah.  

When we would start getting dropped on a hill Savannah would yell, faster dad faster, they are getting away from us. 

Although we got dropped several times over, we were very  fortunate to have good friends who would wait up for us and pull us back to the group. In fact by the end of the ride I was so shot that Cameron was literally pushing me up the hills.

Savannah ended up holding out far better than dad, she was always encouraging dad to go faster and catch the guys in front. Dad cramped up so bad at the end of the ride that Savannah had to push me along until my legs came back.

Savannah is the most determined kid I know, she has a unconquerable spirit. It is great to be her dad, and to see her develop into the leader she was meant to be.