Today we officially reach Kentucky. If you are following along and are saying “wo, wo, wo,” how did you make it all the way here by day 3 then good catch. I drove to Annalisa and Taylor who were already close to the boarder.
Miles: 58 miles
The photo above is from Breaks Interstate Park after a big climb. There are moments in these first early days where hill after hill begins to wear you down mentally to the breaking point: “Why am I doing this.”
These views are one of the reasons. Reaching these points with your own body makes the moment especially worthwhile because you stop and note your accomplishment.
Donna and Doug are a couple we met in Elks Garden and continued to ride with us throughout the day. They both retired in January and set off on the TransAmerica together. Their blog, TourDeStrange.com, is written by Donna and photographed by Doug.
The day’s ride includes climbs up “Big A Mountain.” You can guess what ‘A’ stands for.
As someone from New York City, the biggest cultural adjustment so far is the overwhelming amount of kindness.
Today, our eyes locate a grocery store and we immediately pull over. In the parking lot is a group of teenagers and adults with various religious themed shirts having a car wash to raise money.
What a forgotten memory this iconic scene in America seems to be.
One after another, the father, a teenage boy named Alan, and clerks in the store ask where we are going, if we need anything, and stand in shock that our final destination is the West Coast.
To really hammer down the point, today we rode into an ice cream shop to get out of the heat and two tall glasses of iced water were standing at the counter before we entered.
Near the end of the day, a line of cars file behind Taylor and I with looming thunderstorm brightening up the sky. The breaking point in humidity causes sweat to roll down our faces. From the window of one of the trailing cars we hear: “Just so you two know, Freeda Harris Baptist Center is right around the corner.”
Thank you. Seriously, you could easily miss it.
So the day begins under the roof of a community that opened their doors to cyclists and ends in the gymnasium of another. Our dinner was also warm food to celebrate Blake’s 1-year birthday with great-grandmother proudly there smiling. So happy birthday Blake.
Daily Blood Sugar Review
Woke up slightly high with an overnight spike from dinner and birthday cakes. Breakfast consisted of an egg scramble with fresh peppers thanks to Taylor.
The afternoon ride was pretty stable in terms of blood sugar. I aim to eat 50 carbohydrates per hour, generally uncovered with insulin. Every 15 minutes or so I check the CGM for feedback and if the trend is going up I'll take a micro-dose of about .5 units.
Sky rockets in flight! Dealing with the post-ride spike along with dinner is still a big issue. One of the strategies going forward is to take 1 unit before hitting town, bolus before dinner, and then add an extended bolus for the next 2-3 hours since our meals are HUGE.