One sweaty plastic Pepsi-Cola glass of ice water in front of me. A black straw wrapped in clear cellophane. A bar decorated for Halloween a full month early. A distracted bartender with swollen arms and a smattering of tattoos. A-1 bottles, beer taps and the trademark signal of fruit flies being abated with white paper cone hats covering the bottles of liquor up and down the rails. It’s Monday night here in Fargo and it’s warm outside. Too warm to comfortably run after being in the truck all day. Too warm to comfortably go for a ride so it was a treadmill warmup and a strength workout in a hotel fitness room down the hall from where I’ll sleep later. Here I am…trying to add value at every stop. Trying to make sure the rudder is oriented accordingly. Trying to make sure my best effort gets left every time. Trying. Drinking water, eating and trying.