Today I didn't feel like training. I'm tired and stressed and overwhelmed. There are clients to meet, phone calls to make, letters to write. I just don't have the energy for one more thing.
Most days I have unlimited excitement and energy for this project. Some days the sheer magnitude of what I've begun takes my breath away. Today is one of those days. I'm ordinary. Just another person on another day in another city. And a fat chick at that. What makes me think I have the physical strength to pedal 3,415 miles--through deserts, over mountains, in rain and snow, through cities and farmland? What makes me think I can ride 100 miles a day in all conditions? What makes me think that I can get enough people to open their hearts and their pocketbooks $100,000 worth?
Then I remember: Elyse doesn't have a choice in continuing her journey. I must continue mine. Some days the only thing I can do for her is to keep going, putting one foot in front of the other, doing the next right thing. So again today I get on my bike and ride.
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