The Godometer on My Bike
Traveling across the Arizona desert, a biker clocks the miles like turning the pages of the Big Book
Last winter, I toured the desert country of Arizona, enjoying the warm temperatures, sunny skies, and finding the AA fellowship along the way.
One a Saturday morning, after camping in the desert near Wickenburg, I noticed the odometer on my bike was at 24,000 miles. With this in mind, I was ready to get on the road and find some coffee and breakfast. Fueled up and heading toward Phoenix, I thought those miles adding up on the odometer were like pages in the Big Book. I was reminded of phrases like "Above all, take it one day at a time" and "faith has to work 24 hours a day or we...
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