Rolling Out...

I've decided to start a blog to document my next year in Colorado. I promise not to document every mundane detail, but you may notice more details around my drive out west. Figured this would be a good way to create a lexicon scrapbook of sort, and might even serve as cheap therapy - for me at least.

Thursday Morning: Grabbed some breakfast with friends and family before hitting the road. It was great to see everyone and say goodbyes. Quiet anxiety over the past few days is starting to manifest. I really didn't think I was nervous about leaving, but boy was I wrong.

Compared to the longer legs of my drive to Colorado, the Jax to Atl leg was seemingly harmless. What I didn't account for was the wall I hit on I-75. Don't worry Mom, it wasn't a concrete or brick wall. Just a wall of doubt and fear of the unknown. 30 miles north of I-10 I found myself pacing towards a tractor on a construction site, convincing myself that I'm making the right decision. After very candid conversation with the 'Big Guy', I decided to press on. Fast forward 200 miles and three more 'rest stops', I reach Atlanta. 

Tacqueria Del Sol for dinner with Wade and Kenny. It was great to see these guys, as they were both big advocates of my going out west. Their words of encouragement at dinner were much needed, and netted a few of the monster butterflies that had been traveling with me thus far. Both of these guys are huge answers to prayer and would probably pop-up under google search 'Brother in Christ'.

Friday: After 18 holes of disc golf with Wade I head out to Knoxville. Atlanta traffic and Volunteer game day traffic turned a 3 hour drive into 5 plus. I can smell college football in the air. Grabbed a quick burrito with John, Meghan, and baby Luke (baller). Time to go to the rock show. 

Chris Doody and the gang put on a stellar show in 'Guvs' fashion. The Dirty Guv'Nahs are a breath of fresh air, and know how to bring southern rock. The show started at 8 PM and was at the historic Tennessee theater. The theater reminded me of a cross between The Fox in Atlanta and The Florida Theater in Jax. Almost all 1600 seats were packed out - I have a feeling we are going to be hearing a lot more from the Guvs. 

Saturday: Breakfast with John, followed by relaxing at the house. Opening day of college football, life is good. Heading to St. Louis tomorrow for brunch with Nelly. War Eagle.

Picture of the new parents on Game Day. Luke pimping his Auburn gear.