T-Minus 7 Days

Our date of departure is rapidly approaching.  We leave a week from today.  The last couple mornings I have been woken to Katy whispering "Oh my gosh, can you believe it?  I can't believe this is actually happening?  Aaaaahhhh!!"  I proceed to roll over and fall back to sleep while she lies in bed wondering what will become of our lives. (I think it is in a woman's nature to worry.  All the great women that I know have that quality.  Sometimes I wonder if the greater the woman the greater her ability to worry.  This definitely holds true for my Grandma Ann.  My mother seems to be following suit.)

As I lay in bed somewhere in that shady area of groggy wakefulness and day dreaming I imagine a wonderful future.  Waking up in a new town every day, 5 or 6 hours pedaling through quaint towns and beautiful countryside, a massive calorie deficit to be filled by new and wonderful foods and etc.  It is all good news.  Can't wait.  Our lives will quickly change.  Today I spent 8 hours pouring through MiChart and Careweb studying the long term outcomes of the Ross Procedure (heart surgery doctor stuff).  In a week I will be convincing Katy that back to back centuries to see the first two stages of the Tour de France is non-negotiable.  The biggest adjustment however, must be: no more Google life for Katy.  She will have to surrender all that she loves about being a Googler: her  teammates, Analytics, and of course, Chef Tom meals and the snacks in the micro kitchen.

My Workstation: With FIFA World Cup to keep me occupied.

Katy's Workstation

Plethora of Snacks

 Google Lunch: I hope our Warmshower hosts are familiar with Katy's dining habits.