First support stop was mile marker 85 and was likely a bit too late. I was pretty gassed and feeling kinda sick. It may have been the Skratch drink that turned my stomach. Also my bike light was dying about an hour before the first stop so I had to stop to intermittently charge it. After the first stop I found my second wind and cruised pretty well to the next support stop with no real issues other than I was wearing too many clothes. After the second stop the hills started showing up and I had trouble staying hydrated and eating. Nothing seemed to agree with my stomach and I couldn't drink enough. my mouth seemed to always be dry so food made it feel even worse. I pushed on knowing my 3rd support stop was 30 miles from the finish. Ran into Arik Van Asten right before the 3rd stop and chatted with him for a bit before grabbing water from a friendly support crew of another rider. Rolled into the 3rd support stop and relaxed for a bit before changing out my chain ring. Thinking that the chain should be fine with only a couple less teeth the derailer started hitting the cassette. After making it into Cannon Falls, I kept telling myself that if I quit because of mechanical issues then it will be no big deal, but that never happened. At this point I kept attacking each hill as "just one more hill". Eventually rolled across the finish line and Trenton greeted me. My family was also there; Mom, Dad, Theresa, and surprise surprise Anna, Amelia, Henry and Barb. IT was a very emotional finish but grateful to be done.