Serious section then onto the giggles
In life, you start something for a reason, usually a personal one, and then you put things into perspective, well, that’s where I am. There are two things important to me at this moment in time, my family and the kids coping with Cancer. Firstly, I would not be doing this ride without the support of my wife and our daughter, and that there are children out there without a choice doing it tough.
I am now part of a group of extraordinary people, people I know little about, who they are, what they do or how Cancer has affected them, what I do know is that they are all LEGENDS. Extraordinary people who are doing something for someone else – kids and their families who have been affected by a disease that doesn’t discriminate . These legends supported by their families are doing a 1000k bike ride to make a difference and by doing so are demonstrating what can only be described as the best side of human nature.
So without preaching click the LINK and donate something, anything, it’s a great cause, and you will change the life of a family you may never meet – thought provoking isn’t it.
Now for the giggles
So who sponsored me, well my main sponsors are my wife and daughter.
My wife is my rock who’s strength and resilience has been tested numerous times over the last few months, some examples. Some sweaty article lounging around the house after every ride like Jabba the Hutt (slug-like alien that first appeared in 1983’s Return of the Jedi for the youngsters amongst us). Digging deep when I throw out comments like “this is worse than man flu and can I have a milkshake made with fresh bananas and Zymil milk, oh and hold off on the honey, honey”. Or spending $65 on a bell for the bike and when asked why I answer, on the advice of The Mechanic – it’s actually a Law of Physics, a carbon fibre bell compliments white cycle shoes and a red bike makes you more aerodynamic (FACT, Google it).
Editorial Censorship: Man Flu bell
To my daughter. Because I have the tendency to act like Jabba the Hutt, my daughter is continually asking if I am alright and looking out for me when suffering from aching muscles. Always enquiring if I need anything and generally looks after my wellbeing – FOR ABOUT 15 SECONDS! Come on, she is 13. Everybody warned us about The Terrible Two’s, walk in the park. My daughter is a cocktail of hormones and emotions which does not bode well for my wellbeing I can assure you. An example, “is everything alright Dad?”, “No, can you get me something savoury and pass the remote”, “Can’t Dad watching YouTube” – that concludes the case for the defence your Honour!
Now the reference to ‘something savoury and pass the remote‘ would have been funnier if it wasn’t for Editorial Censorship: Man Flu bell.
Badger & Batbottom 