3781 Closing

As I look back on what has been accomplished it almost seems surreal. Whenever someone asks me how I did it the response is always the same. It was easy, I kept my mind on what the woman who have battled breast cancer. I can't say that the pain wasn't real, or that the lack of water didn't have me hallucinating at times.

Hopefully this bike trip has helped out a few people in their struggle. I know each day is a different battle when dealing with the loss of my Mom, but I am no longer full of hatred and why's. My job is to help make her name live on, by living my life to the best of my ability.

Thank you everyone who followed along in this chapter of my life. I cant express how much it meant to have people believe in me and lend constant helping hands. Lastly, thank you Mom for installing that Never Give Up attitude into my life, hope I made you proud.

The End...

3781 popping bottles

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3781 victory tower

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3781 mission accomplished

We did it!


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Day 59:

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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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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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Day 52

Day 52: the dark hours. Today I was tired from the 115 miles yesterday. I got to mile 45 and was done. I wanted to quit, I was searching for a way out, a way to cheat. As I was thinking this lighting struck 100 ft away from me and my bike shook. The clouds then opened up and began to pour water on me. At that exact moment tears began to flow. I felt like I had let you guys down. All I could think about is people with breast cancer don't get to give up. If they give up they die. After 30 mins of that a weight was lifted. I finished the day with my first back to back century. NGU. Sorry for the let down


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Day 51

Day 51: 115 miles! I am super tired and can't find anything else to say. Ngu

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M-I-SS-I-SS-I-PP-I

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3781 water?

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Day 46

Day 46: finally got some sleep which really helped with my ride today. Feels like my body recovered to 70%. Tonight should be an interesting night. I am meeting with a lady who has terminal breast cancer. 73miles NGU



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Day 45

Day 45: my body felt like death today! It took me too many hours to do 48 miles. It was a mental battle which made me think of all the battles on the back of my jersey. I just can't give up when I have such a heavy heart. 48 miles NGU

Day 44

Day44: did 118 miles in 110 humid heat. Maybe I should of listened to the birds or my mind. I swear the birds were sounding like sirens and giving me a heads up that something was wrong. My body was breaking down and I don't know how to stop. I got off my bike at one point and my body was shaking from heat exhaustion/ dehydration. At mile 118 I was finally done and thankfully I was being taken to a house to eat and sleep. I shouldn't be alive. Just another reason to be thankful to be here. Sorry for the scare.

Day 43

Day 43: woke up at 530 am and was running on fumes thanks to a late night call with a special girl. For breakfast I had almost another full on four course meal. It was one of the most filling breakfast ever. On the road I managed to look ahead and cut some Miles off of my trip and get to the subway in girad where a lady by the name of Joanne was waiting for me. Joanne was a local business owner of subway, she wanted to meet me and feed me a free sandwich. Once I left subway I was greeted by a honking car that was waving a breast cancer ribon out the window. I thought well that's cool, then I started to hear go Kevin go! Which blew my mind! It was Stephanie, a lady from the Kansas susan g komen branch. She stopped and talked to me and at the hotel she had left me a care package! After I got all cozy at the hotel a news crew showed up to film me. I was more than willing to get all my gear back on. Then once that was over I got another call saying a newspaper crew was there to also to do a story! Trisha sure knows how to keep this story rolling! Thanks ari gold

Day 42

Day 42: I slept in till about 10 and I didn't hit the road till eleven which made for a hot and sweaty late day ride. I got to the town of chatnute and went to this awesome b&b. At the b&b I had my first taste of frosted grapes. It was heaven in a bowl. That night was awesome. I had a four course meal and have never felt so stuffed and satisfied.