A few days ago, Julianne posted her blog titled "The Journey," saying that we have a mere 100 days left. Except how that wasn't a few days ago. As of today, there are 57 days till we start out pedaling in New York City. I can't even process the fact that Julianne did not actually post a few days, it's no longer fall, and the ride is looming before us like this giant, terrifying, exciting thing. Personally, I injured my knee about 4 weeks ago, and it still hasn't healed to the point that I can be training like everyone else, which is making this particularly scary. Starting next week, I'll be able to ride with the team again, and I can't wait to have the opportunity to finally get outside with the riders! At the same time, it's scary for me in the same way it's scary for everyone. This is ground completely uncharted to most of us, full of things that will break every expectation we've made. At the same time, I remember the day when the count opened on the page, and I thought the train ride to New York was so soon! I didn't even realize how different it would be once we got this close. I'm afraid if I blink, I'll open my eyes and be standing with my bike at the train station, wondering where those 57 days went, just like every day that has ticked away toward our trip.