The PMC is 3 weeks away– Panic is setting in, but just a little.
In the past you have all been very generous with your donations and for that I am so very grateful. Usually by this time I have reached my goal–this year not so much.
This season has been fraught with many obstacles for me, some good–like the opening of my new Bakery, BakerBaker: some not so good–like my daughter’s lengthy stay in the hospital and a knee surgery for me 3 weeks ago. But through all this Susan and I have continued our commitment to training for the 190 mile bike trek for Dana-Farber. We have changed work schedules, ridden in the wee hours of the morning with little sleep, and braved the rain and 90 degree heat–all in the name of getting our old bodies into shape enough to handle this task.
Yesterday, while pedaling a 90 mile ride in the 90 plus heat, I got nauseous around the 50 mile mark–and everything ached. I couldn’t actually stop at that point as we were 12 towns away so I had to just keep pushing through it. It occurred to me as the sweltering pavement rolled out in front of me and my stomach did flip-flops that I was feeling exactly like I had felt while going through chemo 5 years ago. That same sick feeling with no end in sight. Achy and tired.
But that ride did have an end and so did my chemo days…..and I want to make sure that those chemo days end for all others too–with the same happy results that mine have. Or better yet–that no-one has to even go though Chemo at all–now wouldn’t that be a miracle.
It is for just that miracle that we ride.
Some have requested that I re-send the link…so here it is:
Thank you for your support–in the past, the present and the future.