Cycling has become a very enjoyable sport for me over the past year. Not only has it been quite challenging and tremendous fun but the friends I have made over the past year are incredible. I can’t even begin to share how blessed I am because of these new friends who have not only inspired me and challenged me in cycling but as a Christian.
One of my closest cycling friends, who I mentioned in my last post on being a new cyclist, is my biggest cheerleader, Debbie. She pulls me along to grow me as a rider. She took a serious fall this past week, breaking her elbow in 4 places and has screws and a plate to repair it, and will be out of commission for a short bit but I know she will be back on her feet in no time. Another cycling friend of mine who would stay in the back with me while I was growing and learning, lost his life this past month to cancer and other complications, he was a great man and a blessing to me as well. But now his wife is a widow too and having to walk out the strange and overwhelming feelings that you experience in the loss of a spouse. My heart goes out to the many who have lost loved ones.
I don’t want to focus on the past although in a day it will be two years since the date of my husband’s passing. I want to encourage widows, and widowers to keep moving forward and to press on even though the new normal is so different than it was before the passing. This is the way of life although difficult sometimes.
My son encouraged me to put this out so I decided to put on here that I rode 21 miles uphill (42 total with the descent) and climbed over 4,500 feet in Ojai on a day off after a conference. I am definitely a turtle, slow but systematic and diligent as a person and in one year with consistent training and encouragement, I was able to do this ride. I was pretty impressed with myself to be honest! I am 52 years old. There were a few scary moments but I made it up without any problems. Thank you to my friends, you know who you are!