"I hate marathons. Hate running. An hour before the start, I received a text. Instead of 'Good luck, ' it was 'We're finished.' So, I went to a bar next to the subway on 96th. Had a few bourbons with some other mope. Then I got on a bike and took off down the old Lincoln Highway." Forget Route 66. This is the original cross-country highway that takes you through REAL America, the first to cross all of the US from the Big Apple to the City on the Bay...