I went for a bicycle ride today. My goal was to go about 20 miles as a comfortable warm up for the 3,400 mile journey we leave on in 5 days. I rode 2 miles and turned around and went back home. I was totally done in when I got home and went and sat in my recliner for a couple hours to recover. When I was recovered enough to think clearly I started getting very uptight about the upcoming bicycle trip and the probability of me making it past the first day. A major part of the fear is that I have successfully finished 5 major bicycle journeys of over 2000 miles and 2 of them were over 4,000 and I blogged about each one and in the process I have picked up around 4000 faithful readers who think that I can successfully ride a bicycle anywhere for any length of time. So if I fail miserably to get past even the first day of riding on this trip it seems like the whole world is going to know, and I am going to feel like a major wimp. Now the challenge is trying to figure out how much I am motivated by the applause of people, and how much of that is ok with God. One thing I do know is the first two days of riding are going to be really, really hard, whoops I make fun of people who say the “hard” word. Anyway, the first two days are going to be a challenge in more than one way.