Day 10, Motel Luxe

92 miles today to Lake Erie! We are both excited to have made it this
far, and are ready to change states especially if it means changing
weather. For the fourth day in a row we packed up a wet tent (which I
will have you know makes it much heavier to lug!) and this morning we
left camp in the pouring rain smelling of mildew after attempting
(unsuccessfully) to dry our bike clothes in our sleeping bags while we
slept. To cheer our mood whilst being drenched, we warmed up on the
state forest's exercise parcours, with balance beam exercises and toe
touches. We aren't sure how such a fun exercise activity has fallen in
popularity since its heyday in the 70s. Back on the bikes, Stephanie
slalomed slugs on the road, which is better than the prior morning
where she had to flick ten slugs off of her flip flops before wearing.

The first 30 miles kicked both of our butts with hills, with a
particularly memorable moment occuring on a long, steep hill next to
fully whirring wind turbines. We stopped and ate half of a grocery
store full of food after the first 30 miles--we're pretty close to
rivaling Michael Phelps with his daily intake of 10,000 calories.
Rain, some flats, obviously more hills, and then the descent to the
lake!

We made a very strategic move in splurging on a motel this evening, as
warnings of t-storms with 60 mph winds and 5 inch diameter hail are in
full effect on lake erie this evening. Pizza delivered to our door and
dry clothes tomorrow morning both seem luxurious. Onward and westward
through PA and to Ohio tomorrow.