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Day 39 - August 5 - Thessalon to Massey  130km
 
It's another beautiful day when we start out this morning. We have been so lucky with the weather this summer. I can count on one hand the number of times it has rained, and it never lasts long. I have a feeling today will be a scorcher just like the last few. Better reapply the sunscreen before I forget.
 
We go to McDonalds in Blind River to get a milkshake but their machine is broken. Dave and Al go through milkshakes like I go through sandwiches. I usually get one along with them. DQ makes the best shake hands down, but franchises are hard to come by in these little towns.
 
The roads are in poor condition between Blind River and Serpent River with huge potholes that swallow my little tires and there are cracks every ten feet. As I pick up speed in hopes of coming onto better pavement, the thrashing and crashing gets worse. Eventually there appears a restaurant. As we pull in, a couple of bikes are there already. One of them belongs to Glenn - the fastest, most experienced racer in our group.
 
The last 30km I ride fast with Glenn. He coaches me on proper style and technique while I pound the pedals as hard as I can. We maintain good speed on the flat with a slight crosswind. My legs are on fire as I push with maximum force, draining every last ounce of energy while I focus on what he says. "Keep your elbows bent, shoulders relaxed and heels down". The kilometres pile up quickly as I concentrate on Glenn's advice. The next thing he says is, "You're sitting at 40!" and sure enough, a quick glance at my speedometer tells me he's right. This type of riding puts ideas in my head about the possibility of racing next season. It's something I could explore if I were willing to put enough time into it. We get to Massey and Glenn remarks, "Any girl who can ride like that deserves a free milkshake". It's extra satisfying after going hard for the last stretch. I tell Glenn I am willing to do this again. Anything I can do to become a better cyclist is worth more than all the chocolate milkshakes in the world.
 
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