My Route, More or Less (Red line, but starting in NY)

My Route, More or Less (Red line, but starting in NY)

Make a Difference

I'm pedaling for many reasons, the most important of which is to raise awareness and funds for Pedals For Progress. P4P is a non-profit that collects used bicycles and sewing machines in the US and donates them to poor people overseas. P4P combines my love of bicycling with my growing concern for those deprived of life's most basic necessities - sparked by a visit to the slums of Kibera in June '09 (pictures). P4P improves mobility and economic options for destitute people, opening pathways to greater dignity and opportunity.

Please make a donation, if you can (please write "TSQ2USQ" in the '...honor of' field). Remember, a bit of fragrance always clings to the hand that gives roses. :)

My Game Plan

I'm following portions or all of three routes mapped out by the Adventure Cycling Association: the Atlantic, TransAm, & Western Express. I'll cycle through thirteen states: NY, NJ, PA, MD, VA, KY, IL, MO, KS, CO, UT, NV & CA! I'm leaving on 4/17/10, and expect to return to New Jersey by mid June - back to my family, friends, & neighbors. I plan on cycling 5 - 6 hours per day, 6 days/week, usually starting in the early AM. My laptop and phone will allow me to work remotely most days, but I won't pass up opportunities to smell the roses along the way!

Sunday, April 25, 2010

Day 8

Today's tracks: 

Weird: there's a Ruby Tuesday's and Waffle House restaurant right next to my hotel, again. I ate at a Ruby Tuesdays last night for the first time, and ate at the one next to my hotel in Christiansburg on Saturday night. Waffle House this AM for breakfast (3 eggs, toast, grits: ~$4,00...I kid you not); and tomorrow too since there's one just next door. Today's ride: rode to Christiansburg, VA from Lexington, home of VMI and Washington & Lee, and a town graced by many blocks of lovely homes. The ride was interesting, dangerous, & tiring. I stumbled across a Civil War re-enactment in Buchanan, a cute town. I'm not sure who was dressed more strangely, the Rebels in Civil War regalia, or me in my spandex. The people were quite friendly to this Yankee. I figured eating regional cuisine should be part of the journey, so I ate corn fritters for the first and probably last time in my life. Can't say they tasted terrible, but I'm not much into fried food or creamed corn. Corn on the cob, adulterated only with a little butter and salt, cannot be improved upon. Encountered two asshole drivers today, one nearly asleep at the wheel and the other I swear was trying to get scare me for the sport of it. He succeeded only in arousing mild anger. My left Achilles tendon was sore for the first 1/2 of the ride, then mostly okay for the 2nd half. It seems to be getting better. :). Enjoyed speaking to Matt at Ruby Tuesday's, a real estate investor, and to a smart, strong army cryptographer who seems to seems to posses great emotional intelligence. Oh, and I scared a squirrel nearly out of its skin coming 'round a corner on my bike. This squirrel jumped vertically several feet into the air; never seen anything like it...

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1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You go for those squirrels.
Love, MOM