Equal parts misery and glory: today’s ride from New York to Princeton
The skies opened up on us about halfway through today's fundraising bike ride from New York to Princeton, helping create a bike path from Maine to Florida. The normally best part of the ride, along old canals that are now lush and verdant, was thirty miles through mud in near-bone-chilling cold. I can't say I was miserable since once I was out, I'd prefer riding in that cold mud to sitting on a couch; but I wouldn't choose to go out in it if I were on a couch. So in the moment on the surface I felt miserable, but for being out in it, I felt glory. Hence equal parts misery and glory. I mentioned that feeling to a few teammates and they nodded…
