Just yesterday the five of them tackled relentless rain, bitter cold, navigational challenges, urban streets, and bike malfunctions- all in the first sixty miles of the trip. When they met me at Temple University yesterday I could sense that beneath the weariness their was a glimmer of pride in their eyes. The reality of what they had signed up for was starting to sink in- for all of us. The riders that I biked out of New Brunswick with on Saturday morning were not the same riders I said goodbye to in Philadelphia Sunday afternoon. In just about 36 hours, they've have started to embrace their new circumstances- eat, sleep, bike, fundraise, repeat- with confidence and self-assuredness.