Day 11 - where we become media whores

Another day missed on the blog. How did you ever survive?

Our second full day in Massachusetts (Day 10) was hot, but went very well. We had two huge milestones. First, it was the day that we got on Route 9. This is different from New York's Route 9 of course, but no less pivotal to our quest. This is the road that we will take all the way into Boston before taking our last glorious turn up Brookline to Fenway.

The second milestone was finishing 200 miles. I have to say that this sounds like a much bigger accomplishment to me than 100 miles was. My feet agree. The stopping point was somewhere in Ware, MA but nowhere near the town. We collapsed by the side of the road to await John's girlfriend, Liz, and John did his 200 mile dance.

That night we did a number of interviews. Aunt Debbie invited a bunch of her friends over who happen to be big Sox fans and we got some interesting quotes including a little kid calling all Yankee fans both "drunks" and "retards" with John sitting right there in his Yankee cap. That was precious.

Another guest was a reporter from the Daily Hampshire Gazette who took pictures and interviewed us on this endeavor. It might be up Monday, so check that out. The interview went well and John and I resisted talking about our end of the day body odor, so that's good.

Then today (Day 11) the weather didn't cooperate quite as much. I would have gladly taken the heat again, but mother nature instead chose to pour rain on us for the first several hours of the day. There really is little more miserable than being wet and walking in the rain while knowing that you still have some fifteen miles to go. We ended up going to laundromats twice to dry our shoes.

At around noon we met up with Ben and Josh, two guys who work with the Red Sox and the Boston area show, Red Sox Stories. They too interviewed us on why we were doing this, how it was going, and what we were learning from people. I'm not going into too much detail here about our two media encounters, but that's just because it would take too long to give a good enough explanation of them.

After that the weather cleared up enough for us to finish and still have time to talk to some guys in a East Brookfield bar before meeting tonight's host.

This blog is brought to you by Pat and his mom who may be hating on John's Jeter t-shirt, but we have our own beds for the night and I can't be more stoked.