On to Utah! After a challenging but fun ride through Nevada, the relative ease of Utah was a beautiful sight. Our first two nights in Utah were spent in Delta, and after a few nights of camping and long days of biking to close out Nevada, we decided to "treat ourselves" to a couple nights at the Triple A Budget Motel. While it was a bit of a squeeze to fit seven guys into one tiny motel room, just to be indoors was worth it.
First off, I want to apologize for not keeping you all as updated as I had planned. We haven’t always had Wifi to post blogs or even the energy to write them. Our new plan is to post state-by-state updates.
While we are keeping busy on the road, there is still plenty of downtime, especially for Adam and me. The most rewarding waiting periods through Nevada (when I’ve had cell service) have been phone calls with family and friends. After a hectic, challenging semester, the slower pace has allowed me to catch up with loved ones and with myself, though I may feel bored at times.
After a long and treacherous journey out west, Bike4Alz 2017 is finally in full swing! If you haven't read Tommy's blog post chronicling our adventures during the trip out, be sure to do that, because I promise you don't want to miss hearing all about it. But let me tell you, we have certainly been spoiled throughout California. There are so many events to recap and so many people to thank, but I think you'll enjoy reading about our California adventures!
When I started writing this blog post, it was Mother’s Day, and I was at home in Louisville, KY. My, how things have changed. It’s now five days later, and I’m in Berkeley at a Phi Gamma Delta chapter house. There’s too much to catch you all up on. I’ve actually tried to write and re-write this post about five times to update you all on how we are doing. It seems that a new crisis comes before we have time to fully process the previous one. Our planning and preparation feel almost pointless, because nearly nothing has gone as expected.
Before we started, I had gone through the phases of terror, worry, even helplessness as this massive project loomed over me and my friends. With those fears also came moments of glee and anticipation, too. By Sunday, I was simply ready to hit the road. Adam Moore, our other driver, said it best: “I’m sick and tired of talking about the ride. I’m ready to do it.” While we were not fully prepared, I am at least happy we are here.
I feel like one of the most common complaints to hear is someone complaining about their job – the hours, the boss, the pay. But sometimes a job becomes a little bit more than a job. Every so often a job comes along that can really change the way you think about life and inspire you to pursue your passions.
If you haven't guessed by now, I really love my job. My job is actually the reason I ride for memories.
Hello, you might recognize me from my bio, but I want to give you a little more about myself.
I love reading—especially about current events. My goal is to work in government, politics, or anything else in the public sector. I’ve been studying Spanish for a few years and studied for a semester in Argentina. Hopefully, my future career will involve Latin America somehow.
As much as I’m focusing on preparing myself for a career, my relationships are always a priority. I stay up well past midnight almost weekly because I can never pull myself from deep conversations with close friends.