Today has to be broken up into 3 parts.
Part 1: Sunshine, Swiftness, Butcher’s Deli.
Steve and I rose before the sun this morning. At 5:30 A.M. the both of us were pleasantly surprised that our bodies were not shivering. We were in for a long day. Steve and I had to cross 100 miles of North Carolina to arrive at Emerald Isle.
As we coasted along route 17, the sun peaked his head over the horizon, bringing abundant sunshine and warmth.
By 11, we had covered 50 miles of road and the thermometer read 63 degrees. Steve and I enjoyed succulent sandwiches at Butcher’s Deli.
After leaving the deli, I popped in my headphones and took off my shirt. Eventually, Steve did the same.
Part 2: Wind. Exhaustion. More Wind.
Not even a mile from the deli was a large bridge the overlooked a vast river. Little did we know that this would mark the start of a very windy afternoon. It took us an embarrassing amount time to cross the bridge. Steve and I couldn’t help but laugh as the gusts of wind preventing us from moving more than an inch every pedal. Once we got off the bridge, the laughter stopped. We had hoped the wind was only attacking us because we were on the bridge. To our dismay, this was not the case. With the occasional rain drop, and Pb&J stop, Steve and I fought our way through the torrents for the remaining 5o miles. All that kept me going was the assurance of a warm house and a hot meal. As my stomach chewed itself, and my vision became blurred, I took notice of a sign. The words “Emerald Isle” illuminated in front of me. Just over the bridge “Welcome to Emerald Isle” was waiting for us. Upon crossing the bridge, we saw stunning scenery. After snapping a few photos, we continued our battle against the wind.
“I’M SO HUNGRY”, Steve announced…many times. Arrival at Amy and JT’s was a mere 4 miles away. Steve began saying some loopy things. I could tell he had reached a whole new level of hunger he was not privy to. At long last we rolled our bikes up the driveway and met Amy.
AH, finally at a comfortable home. The first thing Steve and I did was headed to the beach to catch the rad sunset. I snapped a few more photos, until the wind shooed us back inside. Steve ate 8 Pb&Js
After a warm shower and a full plate of pasta, here I am. Sipping on a glass of wine I search my brain for the closing statements.
This is your life. Are you who you want to be?
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