Well, this all just got real. I almost thought it wasn't going to be real, but I am on my way to Tucson, AZ. I have spent the last months planning and packing and planning. I was beginning to feel that it was a just a dream something intangible that wouldn't resolve. Yet here I am, I thought it wouldn't come and now it all happens so fast.
I am overnighting in Moose Jaw. The car is packed to the brim. The route is laid into the GPS and tomorrow I look forward to 2,822km to cross the continent in a Honda Fit. The final Destination and home for the next 2 months is Tucson, AZ. Tucson holds the promise of warm weather and the freedom to be singularly purposed.The next two months will be dedicated to training, eating, breathing and dreaming bicycles.
The first step is the drive and I am even looking forward to it. Masochistic this may be, but some times you need to be a little bit of a masochist to have success. I am convinced this drive will test the ability to creatively entertain myself. I have some plans, and I will fill the world in after we arrive.