Sunday, September 27, 2009

My Hero

Instead of racing today, I chose to go for a ride with my Mom.

30 years ago doctors told her the dizzy spells, blurry and blotchy vision were all in her head. Last year she was diagnosed with MS.
My Mom isn't one to let anything stand in her way, and has led / is leading a vibrant, exciting, and successful life.

When she asked me if I would ride the MS ride with her, I was honored. She kept on insisting I ride one of the longer options, that I'd be bored riding the 25 mile route with her. But taking after her, I wouldn't accept not riding with her.

So today through the rain, I followed my Mom through the rolling hills of Southern Connecticut, full of pride as she pedaled up everything thrown at her.

I can't think of a better way to spend a Sunday.


Mookie said...
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Mookie said...

Well, at least we know where your climbing prowess comes from! Great stuff.

Anonymous said...

Charles has always made me proud and I kept tearing up during the ride, because I'm so proud of "him".