I did it.
I rode nearly 220k, from Toronto to Niagara Falls over two days in support of cancer research. I was among the 4,500 people who took part in Ride to Conquer Cancer.
The road to Niagara Falls was long and tough.
Random strangers helped me get over the slump and push forward. I had about 30k left to go before I reached Niagara, and I had nothing left. My energy was depleted. Along the route I had befriended a couple who kept talking me up, feeding me calories and not letting me give in to the exhaustion. We shared stories and it helped pass the time.
I was bruised from falling twice. The first rookie mistake happened when I did not clip-out quickly enough near McMaster University. The second time, just 5k away from the finish line, I crashed into someone who I did not notice had stopped until it was too late.
I was in pain. My butt was sore. My legs felt like jelly. And I had never felt more alive.
One of the highlights of the weekend was hearing Lauren Craig share her story. I would encourage you to watch the video and learn about her journey. When we share, even the impossibly painful moments, the road to recovery begins. I am specifically talking about the emotional scars left behind from battling cancer. Cancer patients have told me that sharing their stories can be cathartic.
I am grateful I had the chance to share this moment with a group of passionate people. I have already signed up for 2019. Bring on the pain.