I’m going to try to keep this post a little less wordy than the past. I keep wanting to complain or share the hardships I encounter every day doing this tour, but that isn’t really fair to this journey. At the end of the day, the hardships are what float around the exhausted mind when trying to recap.
Don’t get me wrong, this is a hard journey. Really hard, Really uncomfortable. I spent the last week feeling anemic. I couldn’t undo the buckles on my panniers with my left hand. Every day, even though the total elevation was getting lower, felt harder. I tried adding more food. I tried to sleep earlier. I tried everything I could think of to not wake the next day dreading peddling my bike.
As soon as I started I could feel the lactic acid burning in my legs. Until yesterday. For some reason, even though nothing was changed, I felt better. I hope that continues now that I am out of the mountains.
Mentally, every day is tough. I wan’t to attribute some of that to the physical pain I’ve been in for days. I can’t say for sure that is true, though. My mind seems to pivot between happiness and sadness throughout the day. I’m on the adventure of a lifetime, but it will soon be over. Then what?
When I read or hear about grandiose adventures like the one I am on, the story is always the same. It changed my life. I keep waiting for a bright flash of clarity, but it hasn’t happened. I don’t expect it to. What I’ve realized so far is that who I was before I left is not who I am now. I probably wasn’t who I was then. I did what was easy. That’s what I have learned. I’m still trying to figure out who I am. There are still a couple months to try to figure out that puzzle.
Sorry for the rambling, my brain is a jumble right now. Here are some pictures.
So, there it is. I’ve told you why it’s hard, this is why it’s great. I’m happy, healthy, and excited to keep moving. I’m taking a four hour tour of some caves today and resting my body and soul.
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