18 days, 9 provinces, 2 oceans, 5 time zones, 1 entire continent.
Having finished this 3 times now, you’d think this would be easier. You would be wrong.
The riding is still hard. Even though my fitness is still very good, I’m getting older. It’s been 2 years since I accomplished this feat last, and it takes longer to heal. Longer to recover.
I’m a grandfather now. Baby Riley is 5 months old. My priorities in life have changed a little. Time stops for no one.
Yet children are still dying from cancer.
We had some incredible stops on the way.
One thing I learned was that we have made great strides in the last 10 years in the treatment and outcomes for childhood cancer. Our foundation personally knows of 50 children and families that have directly benefited from protocols that our foundation, your donations, have paid for. Progress.
Our last ride together was short, 100 km from Lower Sackville to Peggy’s Cove and then IWK, Halifax. Like any endurance event, the final stretch is always the hardest. We become relaxed, cocky. Our goal so close that the desire to back off and coast becomes a danger. Mistakes are made. A good athlete knows that this is the time when the champions rise up and dig deeper. We push harder. We make that extra effort to seal the victory.
In the last 10 years we’ve donated $50 million dollars on your behalf. We are moving in the right direction. New treatments are starting to come, but we can’t stop now. Just like the ride, NOW is the time to spend more money on research, more money on treatmen
To all my wheel family, much love. See you soon.