RIDING DAY 3: ON TIME
January 7, 2016 07:14 CST
Sunny and slight wind, -30°F
I have a reoccurring nightmare prior to starting any expedition that has to do with one basic thing: time. While there are a variety of dangers that we face on any given adventure, the mental aspects of dealing with such great spans of time and space can be overwhelming.
To be standing on the short end of a nearly two-month expedition is brutal. To focus on one thing (skiing, climbing, etc.) day in and day out for weeks and months can be heartbreaking. Especially when you contrast that with the pace of the rest of the world. Here, we have no other distractions, no outside entertainment. It doesn't take too many days to come face to face with yourself and for some it can be a scary moment. I've always said the best way to determine what is important is to remove everything else from your life.
In Antarctica, time is rarely your friend. We have a certain number of days to cover a certain distance. For our Last Degree bike expedition, we have eight days of food to sustain us for 68 miles.
Cycling here is very, very hard. At any given moment we waiver between exhaustion and tolerance. After two days, I can honestly say that I have come to terms with time. This is not the first time I have felt these feelings and it surely won't be the last.