|My memorial ride||CritLover|
Sep 11, 2003 4:41 PM
|Today was an especially difficult day for me to ride a bike. While it helps almost any problem life can throw at you, riding on this particular day has become difficult.
Among the thousands who lost their lives two years ago, was a member of my cycling team, Nancy. She was 32 years old and had recently been hired by Cantor Fitzgerald. She was one of the first female racers I met when I first started four years ago, when we were dropped together and she pulled me around mile after mile, never willing to give up.
Nancy was an amazing rider, she had strength that we couldn't really understand... we called her the "bulldog." She'd grit her teeth, tip out her elbows (yes, it was poor form, we always kidded her), and push the pace until she crossed the line. She was one of those riders who ends up pulling everyone else around, just 'cause she hated taking it easy and sitting in. She was a great rider, a great teammate, and a great woman.
I couldn't get to ride with my teammates as I had wanted, so I rode as hard as I could for two hours. I mean, I just punished myself. I thought of her the whole time, thinking about her courage and strength, giving it everything I had. It made me aware of how much there is to be grateful for. Even the simplest of things like riding a bicycle.
We miss you Nancy!
|re: My memorial ride||snapdragen|
Sep 11, 2003 5:09 PM
|I think what you did is a fitting tribute to your lost friend.
Sep 11, 2003 9:39 PM
|Inspiring words and sentiment for a departed friend.|| |