• Day 11

    August 12 in the United States ⋅ ☁️ 81 °F

    I can't ride anymore. I'm about to run smack into a lightning storm; the roads are already wet. I've already fallen asleep today. Calling it a night. It will probably mean that I won't finish tomorrow, but I'd rather be alive. If I stay where I am I shouldn't hit any weather tonight.

    When I say fall asleep, I don't really go to sleep. It's like my brain goes off on its own while my body continues to control the bike. To the point that my body turned the bike into a parking lot today because my brain thought the friends I was riding with had stopped for gas and we needed to turn around to find them. 😳

    Good night
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