They are doing it for your kids, for mine, for theirs. They are doing it for a cure; they are doing it in memory. They are doing it with incredible fortitude. They are doing it with painful memories. They are doing it with incredible hope. They are pushing their bodies to the absolute physical limit.
But they are doing it.
While we are all home in the comforts of our lives today, a large group of people are in Death Valley riding. Riding and raising money for the JDRF. Riding and raising money for all of us.
Through pain and anguish they will ride the 105 miles at 282 feet below sea level, the lowest point in the western hemisphere. They have designated miles like the now famous Mile 23; for Jesse. They ride around 300 strong to test the heat, the sun, the wind. They challenge themselves. They challenge the elements.
But they challenge much more.
They challenge that the funds they raise will indeed be put to good use. They challenge fate that although they may have lost a child to this battle they will do all they can not to let it happen again. They challenge the scientific world to see that they will inflict all sorts of personal pain so that money may move us one more pedal closer to a cure. They challenge us all to pause today and realize that a group of people out there are attempting something we are not and may never do. All for but one reason; diabetes is just unacceptable.
Godspeed my fellow colleagues in this fight against diabetes, We will think of you today. We are thinking of you NOW. Be safe, be well.
That finish line is so much more than the end of a bike ride; for that we thank you.
LET THIS POST SERVE AS A GREETING CARD OF THANKS FOR ALL OF THEM UPON THEIR RETURN. PLEASE LEAVE A REPLY MESSAGE OF THANKS ON THIS POST TO THESE INCREDIBLE RIDERS SO WHEN THEY RETURN HOME THEY CAN SEE HOW MANY PEOPLE SAY THANK YOU.
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