What I am finding most challenging about this trip is not the physical exertion. If you want, you can ride slowly enough that it is about as difficult as walking. The tough part is doing it every day. The tarmac looks pretty similar in Ohio and Wisconsin, and it is hard when you go 55 miles on one road. Some people start to fall asleep; I make 10-mile goals and try not to think about the tens of miles that remain.
Our overnight stays break up the monotony of riding eight hours a day, but there is usually the knowledge, lurking in the back of my mind, that it all begins again a few hours later. But not yesterday… we have a build day today, which means more sleep, a change of pace, and most importantly, no bicycle saddle. My butt appreciates it, and so does my mind.
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