The second misty is whole different story. As I was trying increase my mileage I ventured onto new roads. As I passed a house I saw a couple gardening. Misty the woman yelled in a bit of a panicky voice . I thought maybe a child or small pet, no big deal. I passed the driveway going up hill when I heard a second misty , this time from a stern mans voice. This time there seemed to be some more urgency. Now I was getting worried. I looked back and there came misty, a large dog, big head, and large teeth. Good thing I can bike faster up hill scared then he could run mad. It's amazing the adrenalin rush you get in that type of situation. Now if I could just think misty at the base of every hill this biking thing would be a breeze:)
The last misty comes in the form of tears. Happy ones, sad to be missing everyone, and thankful ones for all the wonderful support we've received over the past seven months. Here we sit at the airport waiting to fly to LA. If you said to me what worried you the most about this whole mission, I would have told you raising 10000 and sleeping on the ground in a tent. Well the fundraising is going incredibly. 21500 and counting!!!
Wow, how awesome is that.