So that title really has nothing to do with this post, but I felt like quoting "Family Guy," so enjoy this brief but beautiful moment.
I suppose the title is at least 10 - 15% apropos to the subject of this post, but I'll let you be the judge of that.
On Saturday, June 14th at 9 in the morning, a good friend of mine, Les Rorick, and his friend Aaron are dipping their back tires in the Pacific Ocean as a starting line on a bike ride that will stretch across the United States. The finish line? New York City.
They might as well just start running and keep on running until they're mentally disabled and have a swarm of people following them and then grow massive beards that would make the John the Baptist jealous. Oh wait, was that in a movie? I can never remember.
Nevertheless, Crazy-ee and Crazy-er are setting off on their journey, and I wish them nothing but the very, very best: The best power bars, the best Gatorade, the best gas station bathrooms along the way.
If you're so inclined to check in on their progress, they have a blog with their intended route as well as updates of their progress. Check it out here.
Good luck, fellas, and Godspeed.