But first (I could get used to this one step backward kind of post), the Admiral’s cruise was terrific. We embarrassed him with singing and a cake, took out canoes one day, went to a GREAT wildlife refuge, and watched the Hubbard Glacier calving. …
Cycling
(Pelicania*) Pelotonia
If it’s the first weekend in August, I must be in Columbus. And it was, and I was. My fourth Pelotonia weekend was as hopeful and inspiring and fun and powerful as the ones before. Not that anyone can with certainty, but I can’t predict Pelotonia happening for me a year away, so I’m always…
What a Difference 8022 Bikes Make (or One, When it’s yours.)
He rolled up around mile 60 of the first day and asked about my Pelotonia jersey, which reads “SURVIVOR” on the back. “When?” he asked. I responded, “The first time was in 2001. The second was around four years ago, and I’m working on number 3.” I can still get that heartbeat of surprise and…
Happy Birthday to Me
I just turned 55. Even if I didn’t remember, I’m sure the AARP won’t let me forget it: They’ve send me an application every year since I turned 50, and I’m sure this year’s is sitting in my post office box even as we speak. I’ve always loved my birthday. It was the start of…
Highs and a Low
I’m not sure why I wasn’t confident this time. Completely baseless, as I told Patrick. But going in to this CT scan, I was fully expecting the tumors to have grown. Part of the reason may be that I looked over the http://www.clinicaltrials.gov page recently, and I read that the goal for my trial was to have…
Team Lance and Friends
Ride for the Roses Number 15 is in the books. Overall, it’s a fantastic book, as usual, but with a major plot change, and, for the first time ever, an ending. This has always been my favorite weekend of the year: Reconnecting with special people who are passionate about fighting cancer and about living…