We trained. We raised money. We trained more.
Then my dad got sick. Eight days before the Diabetes ride.
He was in the hospital for 4 days. The doctors think he will be okay despite the fact they don't actually know what is wrong with him. I'm still scared shitless.
So. We didn't ride. I couldn't ride. My anxiety was through the roof and I couldn't imagine being on my road bike, clipped-in amongst hundreds of other riders.
This was a failure. One I could not avoid. I am still seeing my therapist for my anxiety ... let's hope this wasn't a major setback.
--AC
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