The word of the day is...

tolerance (n.) - sympathy or indulgence for beliefs or practices differing from or conflicting with one's own.

This word has been particularly relevant over the past week.

First props goes to Beau for his noteworthy and commendable tolerance of my stinky feet and snoring tendancies in our "cozy" two-man tent. He even bought me an awesome "Daddy's little trouble-maker" sticker for my bike as a present.

Next, kudos to Connor for his patience with my slow learning curve this trip and his tolerance of my questionable ability to retain important information. His understanding in this area has been invaluable.

Finally, Isaac deserves much appreciation for his tolerance of my increasingly-faulty rear wheel. I really need to get a new one soon, but up until now he has steadfastly helped keep my bike in working order.

A final note of gratitude goes to the Slingers, Connor's relatives from Faribaut, MN, who graciously took in four weary cyclists (and all of our dirty clothes). This stay has been great so far and our bodies will definitely enjoy a day of rest.

Madison, Milwaukee, and Chicago are on the horizon. There promises to be lots of great stories to come.