Over & Over

Poets and Potholes don’t mix. Dehydration and diarrhea are killer.

Describing today is difficult. In my minds eye, today was just as any other day on this tour. Wake Up. Pack. Eat. Ride. Ride. Ride. Eat. Eat. Eat. Ride more. Get to Camp. Eat. Eat. Eat. Sleep. We have been back on the bike for two days and we are falling into our daily cycling cycle.

Though repetitive, each event during the ride seems so significant, consuming the moment in a way that convinces me that life outside of this climb, decent, pothole, or peanut butter sandwich could not possibly exist. A moment later, the next event occurs, stealing my total concentration and the cycle continues. That peanut butter sandwich once again becomes my whole world and takes all of my concentration.

These frequent momentary captivations make tour life so much more different then life at home. Every moment is unique yet each moment falls into an inexplicable predictable pattern. So to all the folks at home I will sum up today on tour. The riding was hard, the food was good, and the sleep will be mediocre. As for tomorrow I can only imagine.