It all started a few weeks before may 10th when I was introduced to a girl by a friend of mine. unfortunately it was during school and we go to college three hours apart. We talked almost nonstop over skype and knew that we were interested in each other but also knew we’d have to meet in person before we decided anything else. Driving wasnt an option for me. Yet there was something about her that made me need to meet her in person. So i began to plan the longest biking trip i had ever done even though i hadnt been able to get to the gym in two months.
The original plan was a nice 77.4 mile trip from Lebanon Ct down to Fairfield Ct to visit some friends (Including the girl i had been introduced to), stay the night, and head back. Needless to say it didnt work out quite that way. Never underestimate Murphys law.
My route was supposed to take me through a nice scenic ride , even along bike paths that run along the shore. RIIIIIGHT like that was going to happen. Following printed out directions is excedingly difficult when riding a bike. so i decided what the hey i was going to use the map on my phone and periodically switch on the gps to make sure i was where i was suppposed to be. But the funny thing about the google maps ap is that it doesnt have the bike setting, so i set it to walking to find my route. looked fine to start, no big deal…except it decided to change my route. it all was nice and good, first 16 or so miles was on the airline trail, some peaceful country roads, even went through the nice parts of middletown. Then i got to the newhaven area. my course was charted through pretty much the biggest $hi* hole you can immagine. the slums of east haven…. one of those areas cops dont go out at night. so i got a lovely ride through the land of broken glass, drugdeals on street corners and all that fun stuff. Seriously …maybe its because im an author, but i pay attention to auras. as soon as i got into the slums the place stunk of despair, violence, anger. Good news is i made it out alive past the army of gang members and such ( i think the involuntary snarl on my face might have helped… cus i just look that vicious). after that i ended up getting lost 4 times (turning my trip into about a 90 mile trip).
When i finally rolled into SHU my body was giving out. I could barely stand, my lungs were burned from the cool air, i was dehydrated as heck and about 4000 calories low. I wouldnt be able to move for the next two days. What made it all worth it though was the moment when I met Deanna for the first time. I would do it all again if just for that moment. Never mind that everything worked out between us and we are now in a relationship.
Other than that I got to see the campus Deanna and Shea were telling me all about, meet their friends, and watch a ton of movies while i was recovering from the trip down there.
for the trip home Deanna and her roomies helped me catch a train to water bury to tune my bike ride down to fifty miles. all was well, making good time (especially considering how sore i still was). I toped 65 on this 11% grade 1 mile long hill on the way into Meriden. but could things go right? NOOOOOO. i was on westfield rd in middletown (luckily a very nice place) near a quarry when i hit this deep pothole at about 20 mph maybe closer to 25. ….my innertuoe on my front tire was destroyed, stranding me in the middle of nowhere. luckily i was able to get ahold of my parents and they came and picked me up before it got dark.
Trip summary: Pushed myself to new limits, saw some of the most beautiful landscape of Ct, had a heck of an adventure, oh yeah and was lucky enough to get an amazing girlfriend. not bad for the first week of summer vacation.