Despite some initial misgivings, we all survived the AIDS/LifeCycle. Every last member of Team Mortar (and honorary guests). Seven strong and only one flat tire, one collapsed tent, two cases of butt rash, five margaritas (come on, did you really think we’d last the whole week dry?), one mortifying walked-in-on-while-you’re-lubing-yourself-up experience, three cases of dehydration, one train-like snorer, one popped sleeping pad, way too many porta-potty visits and five million Pop-Tarts, Clif Bars, and fruit snacks. Oh, that and a total of $25,529 raised to fight HIV and AIDS.
Impromptu dance parties (plus, men in bikinis/speedos/stripper boots on red dress day)
And of course, the champagne toast at the completion of 545 miles. Congrats to Team Mortar and everyone who finished the ride. It’s been an amazing experience.