What Michael has neglected to mention was that on each of these first three days of riding I would frequently stagger off my bike and throw myself down on the pavement to keep from falling off from exhaustion. I didn't care if I was off the shoulder of the road or not, I just needed to be off my bike. I have pine needle sap in my hair and I smell like road tar. I have (what I'm sure is permanent) bike chain marks all over my legs and bruises all over my body in varying shades from purple to yellow. And all this time I'm wondering, when does the fun part start???? Oh,well....this is a real test of perserverance and fortitude.
Battered but not broken, Judith Joy
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As Dory the fish says, "Just keep swimming, just keep swimming..." Good thoughts and hugs from the kids!
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