2016 Yorktown to Goreville

Ten years ago I bicycled from Yorktown, Virginia to Goreville, Illinois. With the exception of being driven from Honaker over Big A Mountain (yes, that’s the name!), ten miles or so to my camp site, my ride was powered by my own two legs, my green bicycle and lots of encouragement, nourishment and belief in self. 
It was an incredibly empowering experience and while I stopped early, I am proud of what I accomplished. 
I’ve always felt, however, that my ride wasn’t over. I have felt this longing to continue where I left off. It’s similar to how I imagine a runner might feel, stopping 6 miles into their marathon. They might feel like they still want to accomplish that feat.