Saturday, August 7, 2010
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Day 58
Day 58: Physically, mentally, emotionally pushed miles past my limits. Just pray/ put good vibes into the universe for my safety these last 3 days. I now know why solitary confinement is a harsh punishment. Without human touch and human interaction I don't think I would want to live. Humbled
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Day 57
Day 57: funny thing happened today. My chain broke and I didn't care. I didn't care because the other day I helped someone who ran out of gas, so I knew good vibes were trailing me. Sure enough got a ride to walmart and got a free room at the Hampton inn. Thanks agent gold! Also, thanks to Trisha and Danny who really helped out today in Virginia. Am I at 3781 yet? NGU
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Sunday, August 1, 2010
Day 56
Day 56: last night I had bad chocolate milk. It was about 12 days old and I paid for it today. No i didnt know it was sour before i drank it Trisha! I didnt find out till that first big gulp.Only able to do 40 miles. Spent most of the day trying to keep my food down.
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Day 55
Kay Wayne Day 55: hello Virginia! I have entered into my final state. I got chased by 40+ dogs in a day. Which is a new record for me. No joke, at one point I was being chased by 10 dogs! I rode through some very rough parts in Kentucky where meth is a big problem. It was an intense/scary ride. Can't believe it's almost over. NGU 74 miles
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Day 54
Day 54: I was scared to get back on the bike, but I faced my fears and got back on my bike for 100 miles! NGU
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Day 53
Day 53: I shouldn't be alive. I am going to recall my day from a timeline.
12:50(est): I stop at last chance liquor to get some grape juice. I talk to the guys in there about my ride and what I am doing. They tell me before I leave that I am one bad cat.
1:07pm: Trisha calls and I begin to talk to her when I realize sh!t I left my helmet at last chance. I tell Trisha I will call her back.
1:15pm; I thank the guy for bringing out my helmet
5:10ish. I call my boo realizing how bad the road is. Sad, but I had a strange feeling about the road.
5:30pmish: I see cars coming up behind me. So I move over to hug the white line. It begins to go grass cement,grass cement. I think to myself I hope there is.... Bam no cement. My bike hits a ditch and I some how manage to take my right foot out of the clip. My foot hits the ground, big mistake. I go flying into the road. The bike then bucks me over the handlebars. I see a car within inches. Bam. Darkness. My handlebars knock me out. I always wondered if life really did flash before your eyes. It does. I wake up to my skin sliding across the hot cement like a puck on ice. My head then hits the cement and I am out again.My mom is standing there, she doesn't say a word it's peaceful. I wake up to my bike on top of me. I was out for 15-30 seconds. A lady comes up to me saying I don't know how you dodged death. Those cars should have hit you.
540ish: emt show up and clean me up
550iah: I am alone and go to get back on my bike. I realize that I hit my handle bars so hard that I bent them. I start to cry. I swear I am not a crybaby. I just really don't know how or why I am alive. I don't get it.
8:30pm: I look in the mirror and can see where my handlebars hit my chest.
900pm: I call last chance liquor to tell the guy thank you for saving my life.
NGU! 75miles
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12:50(est): I stop at last chance liquor to get some grape juice. I talk to the guys in there about my ride and what I am doing. They tell me before I leave that I am one bad cat.
1:07pm: Trisha calls and I begin to talk to her when I realize sh!t I left my helmet at last chance. I tell Trisha I will call her back.
1:15pm; I thank the guy for bringing out my helmet
5:10ish. I call my boo realizing how bad the road is. Sad, but I had a strange feeling about the road.
5:30pmish: I see cars coming up behind me. So I move over to hug the white line. It begins to go grass cement,grass cement. I think to myself I hope there is.... Bam no cement. My bike hits a ditch and I some how manage to take my right foot out of the clip. My foot hits the ground, big mistake. I go flying into the road. The bike then bucks me over the handlebars. I see a car within inches. Bam. Darkness. My handlebars knock me out. I always wondered if life really did flash before your eyes. It does. I wake up to my skin sliding across the hot cement like a puck on ice. My head then hits the cement and I am out again.My mom is standing there, she doesn't say a word it's peaceful. I wake up to my bike on top of me. I was out for 15-30 seconds. A lady comes up to me saying I don't know how you dodged death. Those cars should have hit you.
540ish: emt show up and clean me up
550iah: I am alone and go to get back on my bike. I realize that I hit my handle bars so hard that I bent them. I start to cry. I swear I am not a crybaby. I just really don't know how or why I am alive. I don't get it.
8:30pm: I look in the mirror and can see where my handlebars hit my chest.
900pm: I call last chance liquor to tell the guy thank you for saving my life.
NGU! 75miles
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