Biking Into The Sun

It almost killed me but I did it. Last weekend I biked over 250 KM's in under 36 hours. There was no real good reason to do it. One day a few months back it just poped into my head that this was something that i wanted to try. A chalenge against myself, to see if I could do it. To be fair I it was just a passing thought but a couple of weeks ago it still hadn't gone out of my head, so I decided to set a weekend and do it.



For the most part I was alone on it, most of the people I know arn't that into biking, and really I am not either, but I do enjoy it. I set the route by planing to bike north to Orangeville, then to Guelph, then on to Woodstock, where I would camp the night, from there to Paris, Brantford, Dundas then back home to Mississauga. I had a few freinds join my on the first stage to Orangville, but after that I was on my own, except for the overnight in Woodstock. Mel, A and J, and Kay, met me there and we camped in a farmers field, luckly he didn't mind when we asked and he even brought some chopped wood for us on his tractor for a bonfire.



It was a great chalenge, and it was important for me to do it. I proved to myself that I can do it. That is one step closer to me proving I can acomplish anything I want, that there is nothing stopping me. It also was envigorating to put myself through the ordeal. Overcoming the pain, the stress, the clock brought a strange joy. I know know that I want to