Exactly 304 days ago, I set up a
mission to travel 1,558.3 miles from my home to a spot on the cost in Massachusetts. I game myself 390 days to do it based on the distance I was walking for exercise at the time.
Over the last 300 days, I've gotten fitter and my daily distance has improved. I've gone from walking to jogging to cycling and lately I've been averaging 10 miles a day. Actually, for the last week, I've been cycling exactly 10 miles per day and working on improving my time and calorie burn.
So, when I went to bed last night, I had 8.8 miles left to go and was 86 days ahead of schedule. All I had to do this morning was wake up, do the same thing I do every morning and I'd be done.
So naturally, I overslept and only had time for a quick 15 minute ride before work ... which only gave me 4 miles. I still have 4.8 miles to go. So tonight, when I get home from work, I'm going to do the rest of the trip.
Unless I choke again. Which is likely because I've got this character flaw that makes me live for imperfection. It's the reason I look at my calories every night and realize I finished with 40 calories to spare .... and grab a Pay Day bar or a doughnut.
I'm going to do this. Tonight. No more procrastinating. I have to finish this mission tonight, so I can start a new one tomorrow.
