One of those days when everything that can go wrong will go wrong! Woke up, felt good, my butt was better too, and then I moved my neck just a bit in the right and game over. After a few minutes the pain was so strong I screamed and bent like a mad man. I didn’t know if I want to cry or smile, so I have decided I won’t lay in the bed in the middle of nowhere. I asked for a ride to Albuquerque and went to the pharmacy, bought some pills and a ticket to L.A. I cut my finger while packing my bicycle, fucking perfect! I’m waiting for the train now, hoping for a miracle that my neck will be OK when I arrive to L.A. We will see what happens, but if I will think about it all the time, It won’t help so I am just trying to calm down. Now that I am driving with a train through high plains of America’s wild west I can genuinely say that I am very lucky to be in a position such as this one. It’s true that I can’t move or cycle but 74 days everything went perfect, even if I won’t be able to move for a week it was the best two months of my life. A lot of challenges and unbelievable things, people and landscape. I am still healthy and alive and as long as it stays that way I have nothing to complain about, period! You know what, one day you will laugh about this moment and you will be glad you didn’t surrender!