Ok, so I got that off my chest.Today was another good day. I have creamed all previous distance records so far with a 90 mile ride that took me just over eight hours of bike time. To talk about how exhausted I am seems pointless however I will note that on mile 88, just as I was on my last legs, fate throws me two simultaneous curve balls. One being the biggest hill encountered so far AND a big barking dog chasing me up it. Nowhere in the coast-to-coast biking manual does it say anything about dealing with a dog which is invariably faster than a cyclist going uphill. So from some primitive gene kicking in from the lower cortex I started screaming at it. I howled louder than it could howl at me. "Stay boy! Stay!!". Surprise, surprise apparently there was nothing in the dog's own handbook about a cyclist yelling at him so, lucky me, he went back to his yard and I completed both challenges to call it a day just south of the Georgia-Florida stateline.