If all is going according to plan, I’m already rolling South-east from Grand Bend to London while you read this.
I got up at 4:30, Michel and I plunked our bikes on the back of The Natmobile and popped over to pick up Tracy & Tyler.
It’s an hours drive so a Tim Horton’s stop is “deriguer” before we coast into the motorplex, park and get ready to roll.
I love the nervous and excited energy of riders and volunteers as everyone schleps gear and runs to the bathroom a dozen times.
I’m feeling so good this year. My cycling volume is 3 to 4 times what is was the past 2 years. My legs are strong from my tiny but frequent commutes. My balance is much better thanks to physiotherapy. My fundraising is ON FIRE! So positive on so many fronts.
This year’s emotional component is much more poignant. A dear friend lost their parent to MS in the spring. Another friend is newly diagnosed has started treatment. They told me the treatment didn’t even exist 3 years ago. Wow. Talk about a concrete reason to fundraise.
My strategy for getting donations has often focused on my efforts to train up and good natured competition of who can raise the most money. I do that because it can feel icky to share other peoples’ stories and then ask for money.
Those stories are why we ride. I’ve cried a lot on rides. Tears of empathy, compassion, gratitude, frustration. All the tears.
I do get verklempt when I see the “I ride because I have MS” jerseys.
So. Rain or shine I’m riding even if the weather cancels one of the days.
It’s 80 km each day. Michel and I broughtsupplies for a self supported ride.
And if you would like to donate, there’s still time!
Help Michel get a jersey by hitting $1,000
We would look super cute in matching jerseys.
Donation to Michel– done! Here’s hoping for matching jerseys…
Thank you Catherine!