Stupid Hurts

I woke up to stagger to the bathroom, on the way I realized I felt a lot worse than when I went to sleep. My mouth really hurt, so I look at my tongue in the mirror and notice it has been chewed up. There is nothing like that initial moment of realization, “I just had another [tag]seizure[/tag].”

Fortunately I was in bed lying down this time so I didn’t fall or get [tag]hurt[/tag]. The only thing I really remember is the first convulsion and waking up several hours later.

Last week when I participated in “The [tag]Ride[/tag] Of [tag]Silence[/tag]“ I took several dozen [tag]pictures[/tag] and submitted them to the local [tag]newspaper[/tag]. Unfortunately after a week passed with no response, I just assumed they chose not to run it or not to inform me.

Then today I got a call from Sarah telling me to check the newspaper out. Turns out they decided to run my picture and my write up after all. Sad to say it went uncredited, but it is still nice to see my picture and words in the newspaper again.

Here is a link to their website Stillwater
Newspress

and here is the picture they chose to run

More pics from “Ride of Silence” are here
Ride of silence pics

[tag]Orlando[/tag]-Hernando

I decided to go ahead and make my first day a high mileage day, probably not the best idea on earth. But then again neither is riding a [tag]bicycle[/tag] 600 miles.

My original route was going to take carry me up state road 441 until I reached Georgia. Unfortunately much of that road is under construction and lacks a shoulder. After an hour of worried if I was going to get mirror checked by a passing car I stopped and spoke with the awesome people of Sun Cycle Center. One of the clerks there had made the same [tag]ride[/tag] in the past and had a slightly more pleasant but little longer route in mind. So instead of shooting for Ocala for the evening. I will Instead be heading through Inverness and picking up a converted bicycle trail that runs to Dunnellon with should be nice since it is glass smooth and has no car traffic at all. Due to the change in plans it does mean I will be camping out tonight instead of staying with some, but after already bending my rear rim to the crappy roads of the 441 I think smooth [tag]trails[/tag] should be worth it.

I had decided sometime after 2 that I was going to stop for lunch at the next place I saw. Sometime after 3 when I finally came to a place I decided I couldn’t really afford to be picky and I should take what I could get. So I figured I could do worse and then cycled into the Colonial Fairways [tag]Country[/tag] [tag]Club[/tag]. Surprisingly enough they actually served me. The food wasn’t half bad either. But I have to admit the best part of lunch was hearing an old lay say “hard penis“ talking about her husband and then realizing I was sitting across from her chuckling to myself.

From there I continued westward until I got a little bit past highway 75 were I found a rarely used dirt road. Here I stopped for a bit and caught a nap, what can I say The miles caught up with me. It was also important I set up my tent once in the daylight first before attempting it at night. A few hours later I was back in the saddle and eventually reached Inverness where after stopping to get one of my favorite performance enhancers [tag]CAFFEINE[/tag]. I picked up the bicycle trail that runs north The trail is perfect: scenic well groomed and really smooth. I was able to turn my headlight off and ride by the moonlight while listening to the sounds around me for a few miles. Once I passed [tag]Hernando[/tag] on the bike trail I pitched my [tag]tent[/tag] and called in a night.
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Daily numbers
Miles:101
Average Speed: 13.6
Top speed: 27.4