Dear Trevolta followers, cyclists, photographers, and adventure seekers of any kind,
From Yorktown, VA, to the beautiful Alice Lloyd College in Pippa Passes, KY; my self-supported, cross-country, bike trip ended up being 650 miles rather than 4,300. By no means was this trip a failure; people plan this trip for years and years. The smallest amount of planning my Mom read about was 18 months. I started rolling away after 3 months of even making the decision to bike the Adventure Cycling Association’s Trans American Route 76. The teeth on the rear cassette of my mountain bike were being filed down by the weight and intensity of this particular set up, turns out that’s normal. There are infinite lessons and stories just bursting from the seems of this trip.
As the gears wore down, climbing VA’s mountain roads became dangerous as my peddles skipped out from under me with every push. The trucks (land sharks) infested these roads, being the ultimate test of mental capability until my bike failed me. The chain was constantly busting out of the teeth (despite many, many adjustments). The chain problems combined with thousands of 80,000lb dinosaurs (semi trucks) zooming 2 feet away from your body at 60mph was enough for a while. Most of the roads were peaceful, but getting to those meant being prepared for the worst.
I will go again in an ultra lightweight fashion to campaign a “Bike for All Cures,” message. One of my life goals is to promote the fact that all disease stems from inflammation and how to prevent and reverse inflammation with gradual lifestyle changes and specific products like this NASA studied Mineral supplement.
It was no longer feasible to use a mountain bike (initially chosen for sturdiness to withstand gravel and pot-holes). Using my 17 lb Fuji road bike is much more realistic. The trip is supposed to take 3 months or else you will start having to plan for colder weather, so getting 60 miles each day is important. I went home to Richmond, VA to continue the exploration of health through yoga. As a new yogi, the contrast from such extreme cardio throughout my young life has been euphoric.
The main reason people die on extreme adventures is the thought that they can overcome powers of nature (National Geographic Live!: The Call of Everest). The main reason people live is being humble enough to know when to stop. As hard as swallowing your pride can be, it’s harder to have to deal with the realities of truly fucking up.