Do you realize? Do you get it? Is this possible? I am planning the final routes. I could finish Tuesday, but I may wait until Wednesday as planned. We got a good start this morning and Roger got to ride with me on his bike for about 22 miles. The day looked great until we got close to Tallahassee and beyond. The hills were incredible, way more than I expected.
It looks like we're about 175 miles from St. Augustine, Fl. but there's no great way to get there.
I've been doing this so long that I may need counseling to return to regular life. My wife assures me that I'll be fine as soon as I get home to help her with the kids. Hey, I'm happy to help with the kids.
Hey, I'm happy to do just about anything but ride a bike. Wait, I'm happy to do anything but write this blog.
So basically there about three days left.
Russell Yokley asked me weeks ago if I was going to be able to stop and smell the roses on this trip, I replied that I would. I was wrong, I haven't sniffed a rose.
Somebody told Amy that I was going to have to keep writing after this was over, yeah, not gonna happen. But, you can the entire series of "Lost" on DVD.
I met a retired couple coming west in Orange beach a couple of days ago. They were headed to San Diego. I explained that I was 26 days out of San Diego. They asked me what is was like. How do you answer that question? How do I fully explain any of this to anyone. It can't be done. It is wholly my own. The grind, the pain, the boredom, the victory, they are mine and mine alone. I can only hope that somehow some of you will find your own conflict in your own story, and so claim the satisfaction of knowing that you have overcome. But remember that the only true overcoming is through the blood of Jesus Christ in whom I give all glory and honor for this victory and every other.
Sunrise over Marianna, Fl.. How many sunrises have I seen? How many have you seen?
Florida children live very sheltered lives.
Hey, that's Roger!
Yes, another university. Any Seminole fans out there?
You can just see the Steed in front of the Jefferson County Courthouse in Monticello.
Yes, that is a hill.
Yes that is me.
Yes, I look good.
Yes, I am tired.
Yes, I am almost done!