Had my first flat in a while today. That makes 6 or 7 I think, which is not bad. My tires are getting verrry worn down, though. Not much tread left.
Also crossed into Idaho for real today. Hooray, state 9!
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you’re almost home!!
You are a certified superSTAR. I can’t believe how far you’ve gotten in SUCH a short amount of time. When you’re 80, you’ll be telling your grandkids “I remember the summer of aught-nine when I biked across the country . . . in the days before the Biker’s Highways were built in this country, when you’d bike alongside trucks and cars, and there weren’t water stations every 5 miles like we have now, and you carried your own camping and cooking gear . . .”
And your grandkids will say “Is that when you lost your leg, Grampah?”
And you’ll say “No, that was the winter of two-thousand and ten, in a basketball game, when a punk named Peter went hockey bit off my leg after I stuffed his shot . . . but I still finished out the game that night . . .”
okay, becky, remind me to stay away from mpls community coed basketball in the winter of 2010 …