Yesterday was the official “back to training day” after two weeks of vacationing and lethargy. I found my capri sweats, tank top, helmet, iPhone and ear buds all more ready to go than I was. I love the solitary provided by an evening bike ride and after a weekend of schlepping kids all over tarnation, the silence was my main motivation. The added fear of trying to ride for 60 miles without training put a little pep in my step too. All the children went for a walk with daddy and I was off. I learned a few things on this trip that I thought I would share.
First, I want you to watch this video explaining in detail what the Ride for Refuge is and why I, and thousands of others, participate.
Now that we are all on the same page…Let the countdown begin….
5. I still need to get bike shorts. A Va-Jay-Jay does not get used to the bike seat. Concessions need to be made.
4. If your iPhone is set to shuffle when you shake it, every bump interrupts your song. Although Lansing’s River Trail is darn near perfect, there are a lot of bumps. It’s hard to get into a groove when your groove gets interrupted every 30 seconds or so. After the settings were corrected I was able to sing along to Duffy’s Syrup and Honey http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=m0bdd-20&o=1&p=8&l=bpl&asins=B0018RBQPW&fc1=000000&IS2=1<1=_blank&m=amazon&lc1=0000FF&bc1=000000&bg1=FFFFFF&f=ifr
for the enjoyment to the dismay of fellow walkers, roller bladers and bikers alike.
3. After spending an afternoon with a man who has lost everything because of the genocide in Darfur, reflection and meditation are neccessary. When he finished his story he said that because of the work I do, I am like his sister. Then he said…”Don’t leave me.” Heavy, deep, soul exhausting….all words that cannot begin to describe my heart in that moment. I fought back tears and he never shed one. Strength, fortitude, perseverance….all words that barely grasp the making of that man.
2. When given the opportunity to keep pace with a stanger whose calves look like he rides 60 miles a day, do it. It’s a great way to pick up your pace and to improve your faith in yourself. See…I can almost see him through those trees…I’m not really THAT slow.
1. Once I arrived home, I whipped out my BikeTracker and saw that I did 10 miles in 1 hour. Do you know what that means? That means that it is possible. That I may be able to do all 60 miles in the 6 hours of the event. I will spend the next two weeks picking up the pace. (Which loosely translates to less Erykah Badu and more Fergie on my playlist) I look forward to crossing that finish line with my arms up in the air….well, I can’t actually do that without losing my balance…but in my head that’s what I’ll look like. :)
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Where your money will go….
In memory of Chuck Breen, for his dedication and tireless efforts for the people of Sudan, MDC has established the “Charlton Breen Refugee Assistance Program Fund (CBRAPF).” In August of 2009, the Michigan Darfur Coalition launched CBRAPF to assist refugees from Sudan who are living in Michigan. Our goal is to help them become self-reliant. Assistance is provided on the basis of the refugee’s long term goals and our determination of how we can best help.