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As Alex said today had a lot of ups and downs. Even though the lows were pretty low I still seem to always end up feeling great about the day (except for day 1). The place is beautiful and very accommodating. The ride today was scenic and the roads were very bike friendly. I had less weight in my packs and the appropriate air pressure so I was a whole new woman.

I've especially enjoyed knowing where I was and reminiscing on my days at Marist. It also made me thing of some monumental Sox moments I experience while living in NY.

One of the worst being my decision to go out the night in 2004 when the Yanks beat the Sox 19-8 (or something awful like that). There was one very stereotypical NY college Joe who went in to detail how he hated Boston, would blow up the whole city, etc etc. Let me tell you, my Irish was up. I don't know what I would have done/said if I was sitting on the outside of that booth, but I also didn't have much to back it up, with given the circumstances of that playoffs/last 86 years. But he was a lucky man that someone in my HERD didn't let me out of that booth. Another low was obviously '03 but I wasn't technically at Marist for that game and we all know how it ended.

The high was, again obvious, '04. The high was almost more the last game against the Yanks, than the actual World Series win. I was watching it in MY living room of MY house with some Yankee fans and my one Sox comrade, Merissa Brooke Kleimola. Towards the end of the game we were actually SHUNNED to my bedroom to see the end and celebrate. I'm glad I had her with me. It would be kinda depressing for my life if I didn't have anyone to jump on my bed and scream along to the WOOOO WHOOOO song.

So I digress, but I have used up my space and time allotted. I am still glad I am doing this even though I go through considerable pain each day.

Miss everyone!