7/30/2011

Nine pair of New Balance shoes, four hundred bottles of Powerade, two jugs of whey protein, three bottles of glucosamine, two bottles of multivitamins, a couple shirts, a bunch of socks, six tubes of sports cream, thirty pounds of epsom salt (lavendar and eucalyptus scented), one roadrunner hat, two armbands, two ipods, too many hotel breakfasts, fifteen states, several bridges, sixteen stops by the cops, three thousand two hundred and eighty-one miles, and couple thousand books. These are some of the stats and numbers of what I consumed on the trip.

Life changes after certain milestones. Often times we reach a destination only to find ourselves lost and disoriented. I try not to let that happen so I’m constantly planning my next step...

7/26/2011

The day was perfect. The sun shined brightly but the heat was under control. The skies showed no signs of rain. The crowds were out in full force. Students were everywhere. Sun bathers laid out in the park. Painters painted, kids played, and performers performed. It was a fine setting for the beginning of the day; the day I would finally reach my destination.

Twelve miles stood between me and glory. The time on my cellphone hit two o’clock and I was off. I originally thought I’d run slowly and take in the moment but that all went out the door when my feet started stepping. I had one or two wrong turns but nothing overtly disruptive to my route. Overall I might have added a couple miles.

I’ve taken the time on every day of this journey to grab some great pictures for everyone ...

7/26/2011

How did I reach this point? Actions speak louder than words right? My message should resonate loud and clear. It applies to elders just as much as it does to children. From where I stand, I will say it one more time. We reach our goals by taking one small step at a time.

We often overlook the small things in life. We take for granted the simple. It’s easy to be blinded by the flashing lights and the grand spectacles. But, it is the tiny things that make the grand and majestic possible. What is a mountain if not a collection of dirt and rocks? What is an ocean without its first droplet? Can you have a rock concert without the technicians and roadies? Without a doubt there is no run across America without the first step.

I wanted to keep the steps light and easy today...