Well, I rode 35 miles today. And I don't regret it. (Jamie rode 50.) It has become obvious that I have caught Jarod's bronchitis. Or maybe the whooping cough, which I hear is back in business.
So this morning, Jamie and I rode in one of the support vehicles for the first 10 miles of the day while I coughed stuff up. Then we had a beautiful day riding through the Pennsylvania countryside. A few hills before the last water stop, I started coughing uncontrollably again, so at the stop I got back in the van. Jamie persevered.
Even though it sucks to have gotten sick on the ride, I feel incredibly fortunate to be doing even part of it. It has been a great experience and like nothing else I've done in my life. And I pulled into camp tonight no worse than when I left this morning.
Others haven't been as lucky. We had tons of company in the van this morning because several people fell on the slick roads. Other people are sick like me. One person broke his arm yesterday, so he's doing the rest of the ride in a van, helping out. Someone was in a serious accident this afternoon and had to leave the ride. We don't know exactly what his injuries are but the term "long road to recovery" was used.
So Jamie and I are lucky. We are having the best time. This is an amazing community of people who support one another. The staff is top-notch.
I even got to see my Aunt Rhonda and Uncle Pit, whom I haven't seen since my cousin's graduation 2 years ago. They showed up with contact solution and drove our bags up a big hill to the lodge we are in tonight. (I hope I didn't get them sick.)
So this morning, Jamie and I rode in one of the support vehicles for the first 10 miles of the day while I coughed stuff up. Then we had a beautiful day riding through the Pennsylvania countryside. A few hills before the last water stop, I started coughing uncontrollably again, so at the stop I got back in the van. Jamie persevered.
Even though it sucks to have gotten sick on the ride, I feel incredibly fortunate to be doing even part of it. It has been a great experience and like nothing else I've done in my life. And I pulled into camp tonight no worse than when I left this morning.
Others haven't been as lucky. We had tons of company in the van this morning because several people fell on the slick roads. Other people are sick like me. One person broke his arm yesterday, so he's doing the rest of the ride in a van, helping out. Someone was in a serious accident this afternoon and had to leave the ride. We don't know exactly what his injuries are but the term "long road to recovery" was used.
So Jamie and I are lucky. We are having the best time. This is an amazing community of people who support one another. The staff is top-notch.
I even got to see my Aunt Rhonda and Uncle Pit, whom I haven't seen since my cousin's graduation 2 years ago. They showed up with contact solution and drove our bags up a big hill to the lodge we are in tonight. (I hope I didn't get them sick.)
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