Update

The whole marathon training thing isn’t going so well because apparently you actually have to run in order to train. The first two weeks of practice I injured my back (SI joint) from overuse and am now slowing trying to get back (no pun intended). One hypothesis from the Athletic trainer is that I might have gotten my back out of line from being hunched over all summer on a bike. Go figure. Ironically, I’m back to road biking but only after I convinced the Athletic trainers that I would rather dip my hand in hot, boiling lava than ride a stationary bike for recovery.
Spending 7 + hours a day biking across the country really gives one time to think. Some of that time was spent thinking about what I am going to do after graduation. After talking to others on the trip and researching it, I’m seriously considering the peace core as my next step. Why not? I’m young, adventures, and able to adjust to uncomfortable situations quite comfortably. It’s something that I’ve always wanted to do so I should just go for it. I’m almost finished with my application and if all works out then I could very well be overseas at this time next year.
This past weekend I went and visited Jeff Hunt, a real good bike friend from this summer. He’s from Oregon but his grandma has some relatives down in Missouri so he got “convinced” (funny story how this convincing took place actually) to take her down to visit his all his non-relatives. The weekend was spent with much catching up, much fun, and many old people. Good times.
Other than that I haven’t had time for much else. With 6 am practices, 18hrs of classes (that rhymes), and work, I’ve hardly been able to breath.

Roxanne you don’t have to put on that red dress tonight

It’s been quite an interesting experience trying to adjust to the “real world” after 2.5 months of doing nothing but biking and of course building. No sleeping on thermorests, no reaching into a Bike and Build community food dish with just my hands, no second lunches, no nice cool weather, and most certainly no peeing on the side of the road. Just today I was driving in my car when I came on a green light that was going to turn red. Before I thought about it I yelled “stopping” and did the appropriate hand signals that a cyclist does to warn the bikers behind him/her that they are stopping. Oh boy.

One realization that I’ve had from biking across America is how strong my sense of adventure really is. Before beginning this 3,800 miles trek across the country I thought that I would do this one crazy thing, become satisfied, and therefore go back to the normal everyday life. The opposite happened. I realized how much I love doing out of the ordinary, eccentric things like this. They make life way more interesting. So what’s next? Graduate. How unconventional (ha!). But what I decided to do next is to start training for the Austin marathon that will take place in February. Besides I miss the out of breath, tiring, sweat dripping, hardcore sport that long distance running is and I’m excited to suffer like that again. So I guess I’ll blog here from time to time about that if anyone is interested. Also………

Top 12 Things I’ve learned from Doing Bike and Build:

1.) What don’t kill you will only make you stronger……. even if you think you might die (Nebraska).
2.) How happy one can be with so few material possessions. I spent most of my summer living out of a bag that I might normally take for a two day journey, sleeping on a thermorest, eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches every day, taking cold showers at times (if there is one at all. Sometimes it might just be a hose), having 3 changes of clothes, sometimes sleeping under the stars, and not having a car! But it was the best summer of my life.
3.) Peanut butter is great on almost anything. Included but not limited to: bread (wow!), eggs, apples, sausage, strawberry pound cake, pineapple shortcake, gummy bears, bananas, pickles, carrots, peanuts, trail mix, cereal, yogurt, and peanut butter cookies.
4.) Peanut butter most certainly does not go on: deli meat, oranges, grapes, and avocadoes.
5.) The wind sucks so much (or should I say blows)
6.) Do not trust Jeff Hunt. Practical jokes are his forte and mine is apparently receiving them.
7.) Do not pass gas in the van.
8.) Most people you meet along the way are extremely nice and generous.
9.) Some are not
10.) One can become awfully close to 30 people over the course of the summer and it is strange when they are all of a sudden gone.
11.) And finally: Do not sleep between Barbra and Mark. It is loud.
12.) Roxanne never puts on a red dress. Only a red light. Oops.

Hey Seattle

The last post was just way to glomy and didn't really catch the essence of how I feel and what went on. I really can't explain to anyone just how amazing it felt to be running into the pacific coast with my full bike clothes still on. It must have been a site to innocent by standards when 31 bikers in matching attire rode up to the ocean, dropped all bikes on the beach, and ran screaming at the top of their lungs into the icy, frigged waters of Seattle. When we got into the water we then preceded to hug/dunk everyone in site several times over. Of course I forgot to take off my helmet before going into the water so this was even more of a site. At least I remembered to take out my cell phone and camera because not everyone did (sorry Marty and Sophia!) The build up of this actual event wasn't even enough to prepare me for the amazing reality of what actually happened. Many of the rider's friends and family came to cheer us on and watch the entertaining site of all of us plunging into the water. We certainly didn't let them down. I even had the "bright" idea to ride my bike into the salty water. Bad idea. This extremely impulsive decision might have cost me my bike. Afterwards I was told that my whole bike might rust due to the sand and salt water. I cleaned it up right away and now I can only hope for the best.

Aside from the bike accident and telling everyone goodbye, these past few days have been the best and most fun days I've ever had in my life. Sadly this makes leaving Bike and Build so much more difficult. We celebrated my 21st birthday a few days ago which had to have been my favorite birthday ever. Can you say Karaoke? Oh yeah! We had the final banquet on the beach as the sun was setting over the Seattle skyline. I've honestly felt like the last few days have been some amazing dream. The fact that I've gotten here with just a bike still hasn't sunk in. It's going to be so crazy trying to adjust to everyday, normal life. Beds! Hot showers! Fried Food! Yes! I went to explore Seattle today with a few other friends. Seattle is probably one of my favorite big cities I've ever been in (aside from the fact that it rains a lot). The views are amazing and everything is easy to get to. I couldn't see myself living in a big city like this though. I'm a small town girl and will most likely always be one. Well got to go and get my 4 hours of sleep so I can be well rested for a full and exhausting day of travling. Ha! Lack of sleep is the only drawback of these awesome past few days. Check back in for my next and most likely final post that is soon to come. It will sum up th whole trip

Silence

Oh boy here it goes. I'll try not to be too sappy but it was so sad leaving people after spending every waking hour with them for the past 2.5 months. I've just had to say almost 29 different goodbyes to everyone on the trip with each one getting progressively harder and harder to do. I'm typing this in a silent room at our final host site b/c most everyone has already left. In typical Hannah Wagley fashion I decided to take my time and leave A.L.A.P. (as late as possible). So as it goes I'm one of the last Bike and Builders here. And it's sad. Real sad. For the last few days I've been thinking what it is that I will miss most about this trip. I wasn't sure at the time. Would it be waking up 45 minutes too early to the sound of do-do-du-do-du-du-do because somebody forgot to turn of the stupid alarm? Heck no. Maybe it will be fighting over food like a pack of hungry wolves? Nope. What about taking cold "showers" with the water hose while trying to suppress the natural screams that one tends to do when they have negative whatever degree water running down the pants. Naw. "I'm from Texas ya'll" so that's not how I roll. And now, only when I sit in this strangely silent room writing this, do I actually realize what it is that I will truly miss the most about Bike and Build. Noise. Plain and simple. The natural, unavoidable noise that 31 people make when staying in such close corridors, the noise that at times gets way to annoying even for earplugs, and the noise that typically consists of much worry free and oddly contages laughter. Oh yeah this is way too sappy. The irony is that the peace and quite that I have craved from time to time is finally here and all I want now is some more noise. I guess I could just sing to myself but that's just not the same. I'll consider myself fortunate that I've been able to spend 2.5 months biking across the whole country with some of the most amazing, craziest, and goofiest people that I've ever met in my life

Washington!

A few days ago we entered our final state. Washington! If you asked me a few months ago how I pictured it to be I would have said that I pictured myself super tan, super excited, and super tired. Well it wasn't exactly like that. For one "super excited" is only one of the many mixed emotions that I've felt. I also felt a little down that this cross country journey is so close to ending. It will feel so strange and slightly sad when I wake up without someone sleeping 2 inches from my face. Or when I'm not woken up in the middle of the night by snoring that sounds like a train (Mark Smiley). Granted I'm not going miss smelling bad morning breath that isn't mine but I know I'll miss all the people that I've gotten to know so well over the course of 2 months and 4,000 miles. I also felt kind of happy because this means I'm a few short days from returning home. I haven't been there very much this summer and I honestly miss it a little.

And who would have ever thought that Washington would look like a desert? The part we've been through is oddly reminiscent of Nebraska. Minus the headwinds. The past few days have been so much fun which makes it even more hard to say goodbye to Bike and Build. We had an amazing build day with the main task being to paint, swam in a sparkling blue lake like you see in the movies (and lost my cell phone there), finally ate an Idaho potato, ate the best watermelon of my life, slept under the stars, saw a weird Lazar light show, flew/biked down a mountain without falling, went to a rodeo, had Gilbert the monkey safety returned to me after being hung out to die (too much to even explain), and I'm turning 21 in 4 days! Whew! Oh and I just got through biking all day in 101 degrees! I got to get acclimated to Texas somehow right? I've also been asked to give a shout out to Glenn and Barbara. So hi!

Hey we have 1.5 weeks to go

We just had our 3rd and final day off. This was long anticipated and much deserved after so much biking. The days preceding this day off were very fun but very hard. This time we actually had it in a town with a population over 10,000. The only bad thing about this is that you have so much you want to do and see in the awesome city that you could potently end up wearing yourself out. This is what happened. But it was so worth it. Missuala, Montana is one of the most interesting towns I have visited so far. I went to a concert in the park during the morning and floated the river during the evening. Now when you think of a river in Montana your first instinct might not be to get in this river. You might reason that the river could be cold since it is in Montana. Well you must remember that we are all crazy enough to bike across the country so the thought cold river never entered our mind. It should have. As soon as I hit the water I knew that this would be an interesting experience. It got so cold that after an hour of continues shivering I decided to get out and walk along the highway for the rest of the way. A few other of my warm blooded friends had the same idea. This wasn't the most comfortable experience of my life but at least I can say that I floated a river in Montana.

Other that this the days have continued in regular fashion. Wake up at 5:00, leave by 7:00, lunch at mile 40ish, 2nd lunch at mile 70ish (for long days), 3rd lunch on your own (if only you knew how much we ate), get into town, nap, snack, check out town, write post cards, dinner, other stuff, snack, and sleep. And I'm still hoping to see a bear. From a safe distance.

Ok this is going to be long but worth the read

This week has been the best week at Bike and Build so far. So we did the infamous Teton pass a few days ago. And it was epic. The Teton pass is named after the famous Rocky Teton Mountains of Wyoming. Everyone had been talking it up for days so most of us were prepared for the hardest day of the trip. It wasn't. The climb started at the beginning of a bike friendly trail and ended about 4 or 5 miles later. Granted it was steep (about 10% a grade the whole time) but doable. There were actually times when my front wheel would go up but that might just be due to my riding style. I didn't stop the whole way up. Now this isn't because I'm an amazing cyclist. Nope. But rather because I thought that if I stopped and took a break then I wouldn't have the energy of willpower to continue (Ha!) The best part came at the top when a few others who were already there had music going from the van and were cheering everyone else on. As more and more riders got to the top we formed a line and hit (friendly tap) the riders as they were nearing the top. We then proceeded to have a mini celebration consisting of a dance party and a peanut butter, banana, and raisin sandwich. Oh and the 2 mile descent was pretty cool too.

A few days ago I did a pretty amazingly stupid but cool thing (ok more stupid in retrospect but cool at the time). I got dangerously close to a wild buffalo at Teton national park. I was riding along when I spotted a huge hunk of fur walking in the field of the national park. Of course I call over Michael and Frannie to check it out with me so I would feel safer (like 2 other people can defend me against a 500 lb wild beast). After we realized that it wasn’t a bear (yes there was a short time when we thought it was and ran away as fast as possible) we got a few up close snap shots of the thing and attracted a whole entourage of RVs. That same day we also got to go over the continental divide which was over 9,000 feet. No wonder I was out of breath all day.

We entered Montana yesterday. I believe there’s no better welcome into a state than a 3 mile down hill right after the state line and that’s what we got. Me and Montana are going to get along great!

One of the reasons (one of many) why this week has been so amazing is that headwinds are almost non-existent here. I’ll take big mountains over the windy plains any day. Yeah going up a mountain is hard but at least you get some nice scenery going up it and a sweet reward at the top. A downhill! But with windy plains there is no reward or anything to look forward to. It just a vast hopelessness of fighting the wind the whole way while seeing cornfield after cornfield after cornfield after cornfield after dang cornfield. We also got to go to Yellowstone National Park yesterday. We took a swim in the Yellowstone river which was so awesome. Until we saw the leaches. On us. But that problem was quickly resolved and it turned out to be a great evening. Oh and we saw a bear up close. But in the safety of our van.

Another great thing about this week is that we actually had hosts who took us into their house overnight. I can barely remember the last time we were in a house or for that matter the last time we slept in a real bed (3 times). Or took a shower when it wasn’t cold or when someone wasn’t rushing you. It was a big highlight of the week. Especially because they had a hot tube and 3 cute little children. Thanks Mrs. Dona! All in all one of the best weeks ever and I haven’t even written half of it.