So I’m sitting here at my dining room table, drinking water out a plastic X-men cup (I’d like to tell you it’s my son Torger’s cup, but it’s mine. What? You’ve never seen a grown man with a love for superheroes?). It got me thinking about how, for 4 months on the road this fall, I was unscrewing a lid whenever I wanted a sip of beverage. For 4 months, every liquid I consumed was coming out of a Nalgene bottle.
Camelbacks are cool and all, but I wasn’t about to carry one of those things on my back all the way across the country.
There was really only one vessel that could handle life on the road with the RTR crew, and that was the Nalgene bottle. I had about 9 Nalgene bottles in all, and they held everything from my Chia seed concoction to Gatorade to plain ‘ol water. I’m not sure how Nalgene makes those things so indestructible, but if they can survive daily abuse for months in a minivan with the RTR crew, they could survive a nuclear holocaust I’m thinking.
Oh, road life. How I miss thee.
Thinking about road beverages reminds me of Shirley and Donna, two sweet ladies from the Washington City Mission, a homeless outreach organization in Pennsylvania. They came out to meet me on Rte. 136 with a bagged lunch and a bottle of juice. It really made my day.
Shirley and Donna told me the Washington City Mission served over 10,000 meals to homeless and needy families in the area in just one month last fall. That’s amazing!
It doesn’t take much to feed a homeless child. The Covenant House youth shelter in New York City can feed a kid for just $10 a day. Some of us spend more than that on a coffee and breakfast sandwich in the morning. Please, right now, go to http://www.runtellmanrun.com/donate and give $10. It could make a huge difference in a homeless kid’s day.
So I’m sitting here at my dining room table, drinking water out a plastic X-men cup (I’d like to tell you it’s my son Torger’s cup, but it’s mine. What? You’ve never seen a grown man with a love for superheroes?). It got me thinking about how, for 4 months on the road this fall, I was unscrewing a lid whenever I wanted a sip of beverage. For 4 months, every liquid I consumed was coming out of a Nalgene bottle.
Camelbacks are cool and all, but I wasn’t about to carry one of those things on my back all the way across the country.
There was really only one vessel that could handle life on the road with the RTR crew, and that was the Nalgene bottle. I had about 9 Nalgene bottles in all, and they held everything from my Chia seed concoction to Gatorade to plain ‘ol water. I’m not sure how Nalgene makes those things so indestructible, but if they can survive daily abuse for months in a minivan with the RTR crew, they could survive a nuclear holocaust I’m thinking.
Oh, road life. How I miss thee.
Thinking about road beverages reminded me of Shirley and Donna, two sweet ladies from the Washington City Mission, a homeless outreach organization in Pennsylvania. They came out to meet me on Rte. 136 with a bagged lunch and a bottle of juice. It really made my day.
Shirley and Donna told me the Washington City Mission served over 10,000 meals to homeless and needy families in the area in just one month last fall. That’s amazing!
It doesn’t take much to feed a homeless child. The Covenant House youth shelter in New York City can feed a kid for just $10 a day. Some of us spend more than that on a coffee and breakfast sandwich in the morning. Please, right now, go to http://www.runtellmanrun.com/donate and give $10. It could make a huge difference in a homeless kid’s day.
Shirley from the Washington City Mission fueled me up with a bagged lunch on Rte. 136. Love ya, Shirely!
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Very interesting Tellman. How’s your heel coming along? And how’s Dean’s broken leg? I’m still praying 4 u guys. Energy Up! Whoo!
Dana