I’m heading writing from the road in Portland, ME! (Please forgive any weird formatting, as I’m writing from my phone.)
I didn’t expect the real adventure to start until Monday, the day I start the actual bike tour. I guess the universe didn’t want me to wait!
The nervous system is a funny thing. It hasn’t kept up with the fast pace of human society. It’s still operating on good, old fight or flight: when something stressful comes your way, it’s either getting you ready to defend yourself or run away.
Less than two days before leaving for my trip, I’m not sure which way my body is leaning.Read More »Nerves and Butterflies
I leave for my bike tour in five days. The trip is starting to feel truly real. Butterflies have migrated to my stomach.Read More »5 Day Countdown
Last Tuesday I celebrated my 40th birthday. If I live the average U.S. life expectancy for a woman, I truly became middle-aged. And it feels Ok!Read More »Cheers to 40
Saturday evening my friends joined me at the campsite. They worked their shifts and then rode the 20-ish miles. They arrived after dark. (First part of trip here.)Read More »We All Need Somebody to Lean On
This weekend I did my second fully loaded bike tour (first trip here and here). I made a few modifications to my bike and touring kit. I loaded up Friday and off I rode!Read More »Crisis Created and Averted
Yesterday I marched for my life, and for the lives of all others affected by gun violence.Read More »March for Our Lives
School is in its last nine weeks. Which means not long past that is … (duh duh DUH) my Canada bike trip!!!
Seventy-four days from now, to be precise.
Seventy-four. That sounds like a long time. Whew! I still have time to prepare.
It’s a little scarier to think that’s a little over two months. No, no, no! I’ll stick with the 70+ number for now!
There are thirty-three days until I turn 40. That feels like it’s coming up fast.
My study hall class has been held in the cafeteria since testing has be
I slept relatively well that night. I woke up a few times, like I always do. But overall I woke up feeling refreshed. Sore, but still refreshed.
I accidentally left my alarm on my phone, so that partially woke me up at 6 a.m. It was the birds that ultimately pulled me out of bed. They were surely expressing their delight at a new day. I wondered if they couldn’t do it just a little bit later.Read More »The Next 50 Miles