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After standing watches for many hours without the ability to leave the bridge... and drinking copious amounts of coffee the whole time... I now have a bladder the size of a basketball.

It ain't the greatest skill in the world, but it's sumthin.

After bein' harrassed about whether I could "ride with the big dogs" for years I determined that nowhere, no time would anything EVER cause me to stop the pack for ANYTHING.

I had a bit of a problem with that only once when several bees flew into my shirt. Fortunately I wasn't the only one that got hit... there was a town coupla miles ahead. (A miracle in itself in west Texas) The lead bike swung into the parking lot and I had my T-shirt off before the kickstand went down. LOL.... no indecency.. I was wearin' a tank top under it! One of the guy's wives went in the bathroom with me and there were 8 bee stings! And they were in places that were not meant to be treated like that! YEEOUCH!!! That convenience store also had a nice tube of Cortaid! :-) Which was reapplied at every stop for the rest of the trip!

But no, the guys have never ever once had to stop for me. Mechanical failure doesn't count cause it happens to all of us.