It’s a tough day when you find out your hero has committed suicide. I’ll try not to dwell on it too much, but there was so much that I loved about Anthony Bourdain. Please keep in mind that I am writing this without seeing anything on the news. There’s so many times in my life when I think, “What would Anthony Bourdain do?” I’m in shock and so sad that there won’t be anymore of his incredible TV shows, interviews or books. He’s had such an impact on my life, and for that I’m grateful. I love you Anthony, I’ll miss you, and I’m so sorry I never got the chance to meet you.
Yesterday was a tough one. I biked 55 miles, and I was on my bike for over 6 hours. That’s a lotta biking! Heather from White Rose, if you’re reading this, that trail is most definitely NOT paved. I rode 35 miles on an unpaved trail, which was beautiful, stunning, but rough on my body and my bike. By the time I left the trail, I was ready to quit, but I had another 20 miles to go. It was very hot and there were many hills. This is when I start talking to myself (who else am I gonna talk to?): “Come on Katy! You’ve been on a trail for the past 35 miles with NO HILLS. What do you have to complain about? Suck it up and get up that hill!”
I’ll tell you something, Route 128 in Maryland is probably the least bike-friendly road I’ve been on. There’s no shoulder whatsoever, no sidewalk, and while I was riding, I watched the same police officer pull over three different speeders. At one point, I thought he was coming after me, so I checked my speed and I was good.
I’m gonna backtrack a bit. I broke my number one, most important rule this morning, which I will NEVER break again. I started my ride on an empty stomach. Stupid! I rode right past the White Rose too, and Heather told me they do a great breakfast. I was convinced I would find something on the trail. Nope! I stopped at several places, but none of them started serving food till 11:00. I thought it was amusing that the Valley Tavern opens at 9:00, and there were people there drinking beer, but they don’t serve any food till 11:00. Priorities I guess. I ended up having a nasty breakfast sandwich at the gas station in Glen Rock. Eww. Later on, I stopped at the Rail Trail Cafe, for a salad and some iced tea, and it made me feel better.
I’m taking today off. I feel like I earned it after yesterday. I’m doing some laundry, writing in my blog and processing my grief over the loss of one of my heroes. I’m happy to be here in Maryland.
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