Florahome, Fl. (Pop. 1471)

Well, here we are, one day's ride from the coast. Having spent the past several days recuperating and being lazy, it was hard to get it into my head that I should actually get on that bike and ride. But I forced myself to get mentally prepared for this first day. We woke to a chilly morning, but the coffee got us going, and soon we were headed towards the waterfront for the grand launch. In many ways, I feel less committed to this trip as I did to the other long hauls we made the past several years. Maybe this means that I will just take it easy and enjoy this trip, or maybe I will wake one day and pull the plug. I hope it's the first option.

I left the waterfront and headed through the streets of St. Augustine. The traffic was quite heavy but it moved slowly. Dana headed out to the day's destination. About 10 minutes later, as I was stopped at a traffic light, I saw her passing by in the world-famous PLUM.

When I first got on the bike this morning, there was a certain sense of dread and overwhelming feeling. It happens every time, and I knew it was coming. I felt a bit certain that this was possibly the most insane thing I had ever done. I wonder if I should just throw in the towel and play shuffleboard with the Amish in Pinecraft. But I began the pedaling, and soon I felt the breeze in my face and remembered why I ride. I have often joked that my bike is the cheapest therapist I have ever used. I thanked my trusty helper and kept pedaling.

I spent the first 10 miles navigating my way out of the city. All the streets had bike lanes, although they sometimes were a bit narrow. However, they were still greatly appreciated. I then arrived at the Palatka to St. Augustine Trail. It was a great trail and enjoyed it a lot. The trail mostly ended in Palatka but picked up the Palatka to Lake Butler Trail. They were both nicely paved and passed through mostly wooded areas. It was very pleasant riding. Dana had found our meet-up spot and, after a while, rode towards me and met me about 11 miles from the parking spot. We rode together back and were both a bit tired by the time we arrived. It was time to call it a day. We had planned to park at the trailhead, but there were signs stating that it wouldn't be allowed. We pulled out and found the fire station and asked if there was a spot we could park for the night. He pointed at an open field and said, "I would park it there; no one ever uses it, and you will be fine." So here we are hoping we won't be roused awake by angry neighbors wielding axes and shotguns. I will let you know tomorrow how all this worked. out.

47.6 miles for my first outdoor ride of the year was enough, but I am pleased I got it done. I think tomorrow will be about the same length, but things can change quickly.

Word of wisdom of the day: Sometimes the biggest barrier to success is what we tell ourselves before we even get started.Baca lagi