By this time in past years, I would have been riding outdoors for a few weeks. But just last week, I managed to pry my rear end off the couch to ride my cyclocross bike on the Airline trail from Willimantic into Columbia, CT.
When I signed up to do the PMC this year, it wasn’t a matter of deciding “if” I would do it, but a matter of when I would trigger my training and fundraising.
Brian wasn’t kidding when he said saddle sores - During the first weekend in August, we rode 300 miles in three days across the state of Massassachusets. What a ride!
Christina - I can’t stop thinking about her. She is the 11 year old daughter of a colleague who has been diagnosed with cancer.
The “C” word hurts. Do you realize that out of every group of people you know, half will have cancer at one time in their lives? Half. That number is way too large. Now if those odds were in favor of winning the lottery or having a promotion at work, few of us would object. But with those odds, I bet each of you reading this entry either have had cancer or know someone who did. Isn’t that staggering? Heck, I can name about 6 people that I know who have had cancer and the list grows when you get beyond my immediate family and friends.
For those of you who know me, planning to ride a bicycle across Massachusetts (the long way across) is something I will enjoy. I couldn’t think of a better way to spend my summer than training to ride long distances on a bike. For those of you who haven’t met me, some would say you are lucky! Riding my bicycle is a passion for me – plain and simple. It is a part of who I am. But another way that I enjoy spending time is through the work that I have done in searching for a cure for cancer.
