The white lines pass by.....

I travel a lot for my job. Every week, I am somewhere new. It is rarely the same place or the same thing. We hit the road, on either Sunday or Monday, and head to another long-winded week of stack testing. Shall I say it's glamorous? Not at all. But it's been good to me.

When I moved to Ohio to embark in this chapter of my life, I had no place to live and only one friend. To pluck myself out of a place of convenience and ease was an extreme for me. I had only done it once...when I went to college; and that turned out pretty well.

After working a good six months, I convinced my friend Cody to give it a shot. I told him to move out to Ohio with me with the hopes that he could make a few bucks and see part of the country he had never seen before. His first job he worked with me.....New York City and it was for two weeks. It was great. We stack tested. We explored the city. We people watched. It was a good kick-off to a new chapter.

It's been almost a year now. It's not so glamorous anymore. The white lines pass by and the miles continue to add up. The preperation for our departures are getting more grueling than ever. But, we have new motivations to get us up every day...a new hope.

Cody...a true living sacrifice. He lives to be used as he trains and prepares for something far greater than he could have ever dreamed of a year ago. The Ride:Well Tour has given him new purpose...which has given me tons of motivation to do something far greater. It's time to live and not just exist.