The first thing I have to do in this blog is apologize to my fellow riders for my poor, poor attitude in the beginning (and maybe the middle, and a little towards the end) of day one. The day started great, but the ride did not. First, I left some vital tools in my trunk (I think), and could not raise Meagan's seat to its proper height [inner monologue of Corrao and MacMenamie parents reading this blog: "And I told this kid to watch out for her...She's in trouble."] Second, my tires were underinflated and we did not have a pump to fill them with and the CO2 gun refused to cooperate initially. Once we got on our way, things started to pick up a bit. I told the others that my only goal of the ride was to not walk any hills (That's for you Quinn). Well, whaddaya know, no sooner do I utter these words then that ornery b*tch irony reared her ugly head. Within minutes I have to walk up a hill because of a wrong turn and the laws of physics...So much for that! At this point, I am NOT a happy camper. It sounds ridiculous I know, but goals are goals. I'm not going to lie, I would have been content had I made it to, say, Day 4 or 5 and THEN I walked one, but DAY ONE! C'mon! So, that's it, right? Nothing else could go wrong, right? Wrong! I was the first victim of a flat tire and changing it was a frustrating process. Meagan's level head kept me from losing my cool (after she tossed her cookies {it wasn't an easy day for anyone}). We didn't arrive in Brewster until 9 pm, but don't worry readers, Brewster is exempt from the laws of nature and somehow the sun was still shining bright! We would never ride in the dark...That's just not safe.
Fortunately for the four of us, the Leightons were the epitome of hospitality and fed us, quenched our thirsts (we drank wine, sorry Bea!), and gave us a place to rest our weary bones. We woke up this morning, had our second satisfying meal provided for us and got on our way.
Leighton family, thank you for your assistane (and Krista, I'm sure John won't thank you, so I'll do it for him...Thanks for letting him use your Chocolate Mousse exfoliating cream. If you could let him know the brand he'd be eternally grateful). We would have been a disaster on the morning of Day 2 without all that you did for us!
That being said, Day 2 was GLORIOUS! It was sunny, less hilly (kind of), and just overall a better day. I've made a concerted effort to keep from getting frustrated about tiny occurrences, and I'm just trying to enjoy this remarkable albeit exhausting and crazy experience.
Finally, if you want to know what keeps us laughing 90% of the time on this trip (10% of our laughter is caused by sheer exhaustion), read the title to this entry and follow it with..."That's what she said." Yup...We're adults.
So it goes...
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