Last year, at this time, I was 8 months pregnant with my daughter. Sweet Caroline. She has brought my husband and I so much joy. And so much less sleep! The love we have for her grows more each day. But I didn’t have a clue how hard being a parent would be. I also had zero thoughts of getting on a bike before or after she was born.
When I committed to Break the Cycle, Caroline was only about 4-months-old. My body still felt completely out of wack. I thought I would never feel strong again. I officially started training in January, just trying to get my body back to normal. My gym is right next door to an ice cream shop and I will admit after a 15 minute workout on the stationary bike, I would walk over and grab some ice cream to go…of course. (I only did that a few times)
On a more serious note, I can’t even begin to know what some of the men and women who come to the Mission are feeling when they first walk through our doors. Weak. Tired. Desperate. Hungry. If just an ounce of my training pain, and the pain I will feel tomorrow as we ride over 100 miles and gain 7,000 feet of elevation, is helping people who are hungry and need a place to lay their head, its all worth it.
Quick summary for you: Six months of getting back in shape. Three months of outdoor biking. Dozens if Cliff bars and shot blocks, gallons of Gatorade, gobs of sunscreen, extra padded shorts. Hot days and some cold ones.
Lastly, I had hoped to be riding alongside our fearless CEO Brad, but he went and broke his foot. I think it might actually be harder for him to stay back and cheer us on from afar. Thanks Brad for the opportunity to do something truly unforgettable.