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…
FItness
Meh-dium
Not “Brilliant.” But at least I didn’t think, “well, that was unexpected.” My first CT scan on the PD-1 trial was…. medium. Hopefully. The biggest tumor looks slightly bigger (2.2 cm from 1.9 six weeks ago), as do a few others. But there are still others that are unchanged. As in not bigger. As in…
One Goal
I am still processing the massive amount of input I sucked in at Pelotonia, but I think writing through it will help. It usually does. These three days in Columbus stoked hope and inspiration, even as they brought news that broke my heart and rattled my confidence. Let’s start with the good. My friend, Doug Ulman,…
Ragbrai-e-i-e-i-o
The (Des Moines) Register’s Annual Great Bicycle Ride Across Iowa. Or Ragbrai, for short. It began in 1973, and every year travels the state West to East (or from coast to coast, as I keep saying). Riders traditionally dip their wheels into the Missouri River at the start and the Mississippi at the end. It’s…
Life is One Big Adventure if You Just Say Yes
Where was I? Ah, rejoining the Road to Discovery in Salt Lake City after getting great, though disturbingly and familiarly last-minute good news about my Neutrophils showing up to the party. After a quick couple of days of reintroducing myself to Emmitt Smith and Lucy, we headed off to very very hot Nevada. We average just…
And Here I am Again
I’m not quite sure why baseball analogies keep coming in to my brain as I run these clinical trial bases, but to quote Shaq and every other athlete on SportsCenter, “it is what it is.”