It's very possible that I'm not in the best of shape to spend 75 days riding across America on the back of a motorcycle.
I'm not overly obese, but I could stand to lose a few pounds.
Somewhere between 10 and half a ton.
I can drive a loaded school bus two times a day without losing my ever-loving mind, so I think my concentration skills are at a professional level, but it's possible my upper body strength needs a bit of tweaking (which, for you young folk, is not the same as twerking).
I can sit for ungodly amounts of time on the couch, so I think I can sit for ungodly amounts of time on a motorbike, but I'm not sure my grip is up to pulling at the throttle for that long. And after a day of riding, if I'm too weak to hold a mug of cold beer, I've got to ask myself is this adventure really worth it?
Well, yes, but I guess I'll just have to start a get-fit regimen. And the sooner the better.
A few sit-ups for tightening up those muscles that hurt when I try to sit up.
Extra reps of weightlifting cast iron skillets before frying my eggs.
Walking is good for something. I'll try some of that.
And I guess I could eat a bit less.
A bit.
All I know is I got 70 days to make some life-changing changes to my life, because June 1st, ready or not, I'm heading out of town for an adventure my wife hasn't approved of yet, but she'll come around.
Hopefully.
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