Okay so I know I promised to fill you in on the 30 miles MS bike race that I did. I’ll make it brief because no matter how guilty I’m feeling about making promises and not fulfilling them, I am also feeling very uninspired. It went like this:
I was talking to my older sister Laurin and she asked me to train for a 30 mile bike race with her. Neither of us are in shape. Both of us are overweight. We were far from ready. AND on top of that she informed me that we would have to raise $300 to participate! But Laurin was diagnosed with MS this past year and that made it worth all the pain and discomfort of training to raise money to find a cure. So we set out to train.
We should have trained more… a lot more. But we only had a couple months worth of Saturdays to fit it in so we did what we could. The longest bike ride we had done prior to the race was 22 miles I think. So when the time came for us to pack up my car and head to the eastern shore for this shindig, we were a little nervous. We kept coming up with excuses as to why we could hitchhike back to the start-finish line. Laurin’s was simple “I have MS, someone take pity!” mine was too “I have morning sickness and I might spew” (did I forget to mention that? 30 miles in 95 degree weather on the verge of throwing up is my least favorite memory from this trip). But despite wanting to back out at the last minute we knew there was no turning back. We had raised the money. We had trained (kinda). Laurin had told family and friends that she’d been diagnosed. My parents were riding a longer version of the race. And our two younger sisters we driving down to volunteer. We had to do this.
The race actually went pretty well. There were a lot of things that could have gone better. It ended up being hot, really really hot. And the course was not as flat as we had been hoping- I swear we spent half the race climbing/crawling up mountains. And while both of our bikes were hybrids, it became clear that we should have just been using road bikes. But don’t let the bad stuff fool you. We still had mostly a good time. We had our sisters there to hand us water, food, hugs and encouragement at two pit stops. We met our parents at the other pit stop and had lunch and shade and loads of water. We also had one another to talk with, cry with, laugh with and commiserate. I really could not have done this race without Laurin and I wouldn’t have wanted to do it with anyone else.
All in all it was hot and miserable at times. But I had a blast with my family and I’m so proud of myself doing something that tough!
Thank you to everyone who gave money to make this possible- I think I was most worried about asking for money and raising the funds. Thanks for making it so easy. And thanks for giving us to chance to take more control of MS to do something proactive instead of just reactive.