Written by: Kian Ellis
I believe in magic. Real magic. No, I don’t carry a wand or an amulet or a bag of pixie dust. I live in the real world. Magic, in its infinite complexity and mystery, could never be reduced to the blunt and simple blasts of heat and light that movies love to associate with it. Fire is weak, measurable, limited. Magic has no limitations. This means that magic can only exist in one place: our own minds.
Written by: Meredith Fitzpatrick
My legs feel like lead, my chamois is irritating me like crazy, it’s too hot, I’m hungry, I need my own space, I’m tired, did I mention my legs hurt… but I just keep pedaling.
It’s truly incredible how far we’ve pushed ourselves at this point. We’re now well over the halfway point on this incredible cross-country bike adventure and currently making a lot of progress into the South with only three weeks left of the journey. To get here we’ve ascended 
and descended several mountain passes, went through the desert and salt flats, have endured rain, wind, snow, crazy heat and now my favorite—humidity! We’ve also gotten up to beat said heat at 4:30 in the morning several times and at this point it all feels really normal. We’re in a rhythm and somehow it works. We’re a funny little family of people that would have never come together under any other circumstances and I’m having the best time with all of them.
Written by: Macy Holsinger
There is just something special about being ‘home.’ Whether it’s your favorite comfy chair or your mom’s homemade cinnamon rolls, there is something familiar and comfortable about being home. Riding through Oklahoma is like that for me—familiar, comfortable, and homey.
Written by: Rebecca Mitchell
“We’re so glad you’re here!” “Thank you for coming!” These are things we hear often from our hosts along the way. I am always amazed at the hosts because they are opening their doors to us, and maybe feeding us, helping coordinate showers or simply hanging out with us—and yet they thank us for coming.
Written by: Rebecca Mitchell
For two insanely quick days, we traveled through Texas. I live in Texas but had no idea how nice it would be to be in the state again. While I do not consider myself a proud Texan, I do like my home state. I am a California girl at heart, but the big blue skies, sunrises and sunsets, and the people in Texas are dear to me as well. Even though we went nowhere near where I live, it felt like being home.
Written by: Mark Murphy
One of the most interesting and peculiar components of the FCBA experience is related to the human interaction and connectivity. I’m the kind of guy that is initially quite shy—I’m sure this will shock my fellow riders—and takes some time to warm up to be the full, loud-mouthed idiot that I am. This shyness had me pretty apprehensive about the trip, meeting 25 strangers and being stuck with them for nine and a half weeks.
Written by: Mike Wieser
Followers of the FCBA may not be familiar with the Fuller Center’s Greater Blessing repair program. Many Americans lack the physical ability, or funds, to keep their home in a state of minimum repair. Through an application process through a covenant partner, this is where the Fuller Center can help.
Written by: Henry Downes
Well today we are smack dab in the middle of week five–which is smack dab in the middle of summer–and we find ourselves almost exaclty halfway between San Francisco and Savannah. Earlier this afternoon we enjoyed a memorable rest stop at the “Midpoint Café” in Adrian, TX, known far and wide as the midpoint between Chicago and L.A. on Old Route 66. By all indications, we’re making some progress here.
Written by: Monica Busby
4:46am: I hear my name being called out, I jumped up out of my bed hearing Lou’s concerned voice, “Wake up Monica!” I got 14 minutes left to get my luggage ready for the trailer crew. I woke up two hours earlier with my head pounding and couldn’t go back to sleep til 3:30am; I had signs of altitude sickness along with my own cough and sore throat from the day before. I also had withdrawals not having my FCBA crew sleeping in the same room (we all had our own rooms at Las Vegas Highlands University).
Written by: Brenda Heathcoat
Today was an awesome day. Last year when I started the summer adventure I had the same problems with my bicycle and feet, though this year I was better prepared mentally. The ride this morning—I couldn’t have asked for a better day. While I did not sleep well and woke up with a headache, all those things that can ruin your day, I pressed in prayer this morning before anybody had gotten up. This helped me to prepare for the day because I knew it was going to be challenging.
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