Life goes on

We lost a fellow cyclist a few days ago. He was hit by a truck while riding his bicycle during the early morning ride, a ride that my friends and I started doing a few years back home, the place that I call home and keep close to my heart, the place I want to go back to one day. Eddie was like nobody else, I saw him around a couple of times but saw many pictures of him. The pictures were full of life and captured his true nature. He was fun, hilarious fun. He was young father and a husband, a great friend. His body landed in the bed of the pickup that hit him and they took him away, they were trying to get rid of the body so the police found out later. My close friends who knew him better were devastated, I ache for them and for their terrible loss. Multiple histories, pictures and videos were posted and tears of honest pain ran down my face. I wish I had a chance to know him better. A crowded memorial and many rides were done in his name. I pray for resignation and peace for those who loved him. Even Alex sent me a text message asking me to be careful, that she didn't know what she would do if I get hit by a car. I told her that I was fine and that everything was going to be alright; thanks God she started taking her medication again... she seems to be doing better. Banana will graduate next month from college and mom will come to be there. I can't wait, I'm glad mom is coming and will be able to see her granddaughter's graduation. Things keep moving one way or another sometimes like this... painful and a little harder but this is life and it goes on, we choose to move forward focusing in the good things that make this ride worth it.

See you on the road...

Alex's birthday

Alex turned 23 two days ago and she had a party... for herself. Again those well known chills running down my spine came to visit me one more time.

Are you taking your meds Alex?  I asked.
The answer: No.
I asked ...why?
Because I can't see the doctor at the University, they said I needed long term treatment.
But Alex you know you can't be without your meds... remember what happens.
I know, I know mom... I've called two time already trying to find a doctor.
Alex, please (I begged) please you know that this is a priority.
I know mom.

Of course she knows... she had a party, she hired a DJ and posted in facebook all about it.
Banana as always just worrying about me because I worry about Alex. My mom is not doing too good, her heart is acting up; Jeff is not doing too good either and he doesn't even realize it. Sometimes things are just too much. I started reading the Al-anon book again and I'm going back to the meetings or probably to some type of meditation as requested by the nutritionist that I went to see this week. Obviously she was able to see something is not quite right and probably my anxiety is part of the reason why I eat more than I should and probably the reason of the inflammation of my joints.

I decided that I'm taking a trip to the place I consider my home. I will go and visit my dear friends and attempt to complete the last 100 miles bike ride of the year. I got my plane ticket, it is going to be fun.
Yesterday I rode 70 hilly windy miles as a training, it was hard but this helps me to focus in something other that all the drama. Today I rode another 30.  I am moving forward, I can't get stuck in the same place. I need to move forward.