This mornings ride from midnight to 6AM was the hardest ride I have ever done. It wasn’t because of the amount of miles we rode because miles were not important. It wasn’t because I should have been sleeping at the time of our ride because I was wide wake. It wasn’t because of sore, tired legs because my legs felt the best they have felt all week. It was so hard because of what Team Yellow did. At the beginning of every short pull, we would celebrate the lives of the ones we lost to cancer and honor those who continue to fight or who have one the battle. When it was your turn to pull, you would say who we were riding that part of the ride for. Joey and I would announce on the radio the name and a little story of that person so the van, who was behind us and our support vehicle, who was a little ways up the road ahead of us who that part of the ride was for. It was a very emotional ride because it took us over 3 hours to complete the names just from our team. At one point we got out of our paceline and spread out 5 wide and dedicated that section to our teammate Laurens who was not able to ride on her bike but was on the road with us in spirit as she road in the support vehicle. We also did it later in the ride for Jeni, Chasse, Dustin, Kathy, Sally and Keith all who are survivors and are participating in the ride.
I am so proud to be part of such a great team. I will never forget the hardest ride of my life.