Getting Some Experience

Sunday night Monday morning. Well my team finished their first ride today at midnight. I am so proud of their effort. I think it was everyone’s first real night ride and to boot it was 32. So far I think I am most moved by Scott’s bike. He was one of our Warriors, even had planned to ride pretty recently with us, but cancer killed him just a short time ago. His daughter and dad led us out of Greenville and we are symbolically taking him to Austin with us in the form of his bike. At each transition we are moving his bike to the vehicle of the team on the road. I am a terrible cynic and so often mock symbolic things as “not worthwhile because they aren’t real” but today I think I’m learning not to be so sure of myself in what is “not real” Scott is with us pulling us along in spirit.