Can't Quite Believe I Made It

I'm back. Let me tell you, slowly riding across the Bay Bridge when it's sunny, after a long absence, seeing the skyline, the glistening water of the Bay, the hills and the Golden Gate Bridge, while listening to Scott McKenzie's San Francisco, I haven't cried so much on a bike. It felt pretty great to have made it across the country and back. Alive, unhurt, and full of impressions and experiences I still have to process. 

I wish I could write some amazing epilogue now that would leave you in tears and inspired to change your lives for the better. Or pack your bags and leave on your own adventure. I would love to tell you that my life has changed for the better and that I had an epiphany and suddenly know what I want to do with my life. That the long ride through this beautiful country gave me all the insights I needed to make a decision, to start my own amazing business, or to go out and save the world. 

I have to disappoint you. That didn't happen. In fact, I might be even more clueless than before. And I don't think I have even begun to process the experience. It's such a daunting thing to do. At first I had to arrive and rest. I hadn't been that tired in a long time. Hours of riding every day, all the things I've seen, people I've met, the writing and a few hours every day spent with something I still need to write about publicly. But not yet. I did not get nearly enough sleep. And so I spent the last week like a sleepwalker. Only now I am beginning to feel that I'm back and rested enough to orient myself. 

So, if you expected an amazing post about all my learnings and my big plans for my future I'm sorry I have to disappoint you. That is still work in progress. Hang on and give me some more time. And look at some photos of Yosemite and the Eastern Sierra I took on the last day of the trip.

That said, there are a few things I have decided to do. I am going to leave San Francisco, write a book about the trip, and I am going to get a professional coaching license. While the latter might not be what I want to do in the end, it will certainly help me find my calling. I know, this sounds like a lot but I knew all of this even before I left.