Today begins the incredible journey of the White Lily (my bike) and Sea Biscuit (Sancho's bike) on a month-long journey of death-defying bike riding. I would tell you more details but I don't want the paparazzi to follow us and then cause a crash in the tunnel that kills me but not my media-mogul boyfriend who it turns out is not actually that attractive.
So Day Zero goes like this: Day Zero was spent enduring SOMEONE'S bad mood, driving to the launch point and eating nachos while listening to the religious/artillery-related zeal of my brother. Also today, there was a blessing of bikes, the bike trailers, the bike riders and two dogs that happened to get in the way.
Tomorrow is Day One, a.k.a, the day I stop shaving my armpits and start replacing meals with Cliff bars.
Over and out.
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