Many people said that riding our bikes to Canada was going to be very difficult. I knew that it would be. I also knew that I wouldn’t know how hard it was going to be until we actually tried it. Let me say it: it is very hard. I’ve only done 2 days of riding at this point and giving up has seemed real. We could rent a car and drive around for the next few months and just take pictures of us on our bikes. Would you know the difference? Probably, I’m a good storyteller, but not that good. Truthfully, I can say that I don’t know if we’ll make it to Canada by riding our bikes. But we are going to try our best to try our best to ride them for a long time. By the time we did the 120 miles to Gainesville, I felt as if I’d ridden to Canada.
Did I have realistic expectations? No, but I don’t think that you can. Did we properly train? Nope. The trip is kicking our butts, but that’s okay. I keep a bike rider’s credo in mind: ride your ride. I am not a great biker rider. But I do love to ride a bike. I don’t love having a heavy bike and riding up hills. But I love the feeling that comes at the crest of the hill and the rush that comes from flying down the hill.
At this point we’re taking it nice and slow. I hope to do 50 miles tomorrow. We probably won’t make it to Tallahassee for 3 days. (Sorry Adam, Casey, Kelly, and Cat) The road is tough. But that’s okay. Life is about challenges and perseverance. We can hide in fear, or we can choose to live. I hope I am alive.
Miles to date: about 125