it begins.
i'm at work right now, not really focused on anything remotely associated with work. on our dinner table at home, my bags are 95% (i made that percentage up, but it seems right in my head) packed and ready to go. my bike is (mostly) cleaned, lubed, and waiting.
tonight my dad will be scooping me up to get on the road for washington dc. on saturday my brother and i will embark on the total 200. will we succeed in record time? will we fail miserably? will we succeed miserably? who knows.
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