Pedal Another Mile

Bicycling, death, life after death.

World Cancer Day

Today, February 4th, is world cancer day.

I took a bike ride for Charity Miles this afternoon after finishing my work. I didn't feel like driving to the ocean so it was my first Palm Bay ride. Wasn't too suicidal, and ended up being 27 miles. Wind picked up and switched directions on the way back, right into my face, but that's ok.

Stand Up to Cancer had placards you could print and post pics to their face book wall. You could also post pics to Instagram and tag them. So I printed it up one.

As for the one where I stand up for anyone, I ride for them too. We're nearing 100 entries for labels for my bike during my RAGBRAI ride. If you haven't done so, you have plenty of time. The form is here.

As for how I've been... well, I am getting a bit antsy to get home. I need to start real life. I just wish the weather was better. I am ready to face whatever lies ahead. I'm just anxious to start it and hope I do as well as I have been down here.

I love it here and would love to stay, but it doesn't make sense financially for me to move down here at this time. I have a good job with great benefits... finding a job at all is hard down here. I have friends and family back home. I hate Illinois, I hate the politics, I hate the weather much of the time, I hate the traffic. But for now, it is home. And home I must go back to. The trek back begins early next Wednesday morning.

Other than that I've been pretty relaxed lately. Many "final things" I have had to take care of are done. That alone removes some stress. I've even taken a few naps the past couple of days. I can't tell if they are just "to take them" or if I'm just worn out from running around.

That's going to be one of those things I am going to need to adjust to. I know I cannot be a recluse once I am home, but I also know I was a "homebody" much of the time. I know friends assure me they are going to keep me busy, and I appreciate it, I just need to make sure I can handle the change in lifestyle. I'll have to ease into it.

That's it for now. Look for several posts this coming weekend, as the reef weekend is upon us. I'm no longer concerned that I am going to lose my shit during it - as a matter of fact I will be surprised if I do. This is a time to celebrate. If I could hold it through 95% of the wake, I can handle this.