Another day done

So last night I took a wrong turn and ended up having to back track five hours to get to my end of day campsite. It became clear I wasn’t going to make it so I found a spot off the side of the road and set up my tent. 

As soon as I was able to lay down I started getting emotional and dark thoughts creeping in me. What was I doing. I will never make it. Will my girls understand. Does she even care. 

I looked up and a ladybug was walking on the roof on my tent, calm and peace overtook me. I started talking to him, talking to myself. How badly I needed that. 

Everything was better, I took a picture and flipped over and went to sleep. 

I woke up with renewed energy and enthusiasm. 

I made it to the camp site, rented a little cabin and will take a rest day tomorrow. My body needs it. I am so fucking sore. 

I expected this. I knew being 320lbs and out of shape I was going to hurt. But omg everything hurts lol 

I will rest tomorrow and eat as much as I can, how shower and at some point a swim in the river. 

Then back on the bike and I will continue. The days are long the sun is hot, I know I’m not making much ground in the large scope of things but I do know that each day I push I am one day closer to success and health. 

Love my girls.