Somewhere in the middle of some American desert road, before I...

Somewhere in the middle of some American desert road, before I lost cell-reception and my mother’s voice snapped back into her body, back through all the states I’d stuck between us, she said something like: What this book tour, this road trip, these 100 days should do is prove to you that you can do anything. 

If it is true that I felt that then, it is also true that I feel this now: sometimes you need new challenges, new holy-shit-if-i-can-do-THIS-i-can-do-ANYTHINGs, to build a life.

Training for this five borough bike tour, right now, has been that for me. Something to look forward to, strive for, something I can pedal towards and come back through the other side of with some new challenge ahead of me, saying remember when that thing I did was just a dream?