That’s right, A Dude Abikes was featured in the local newspaper. I blogged about it on January 15, 2018, and since it’s exactly a year later today, it seems appropriate to remind older readers, new followers and visitors, too. The blog is titled “Read All About It! A Dude Abikes Featured in the Austin American-Statesman.” While it did not catapult me to stardom or anything, I thought it was a pretty decent write-up. It was by the now former reporter and author of the Fit City blog, Pam LeBlanc. (She continues to write about her travel and fitness adventures at this link.) In the year since that post came out, I have continued on my own journey. Please click on through to read more!
April 4, 2018 marks 50 years from when The Reverend Doctor Martin Luther King Junior was assassinated by a racist.Imagine how different the world might be if he were allowed to live. The movement to end the US war on Vietnam, the Poor People’s Campaign, the overall condition of African-Americans in the US, and many more were issues he advanced, making life better for all of us; they all could have progressed further much had he not been killed.
How much more could he have accomplished? Lives saved? Dignity restored? Barriers broken down? It breaks my heart to think these thoughts and to write these words. As well it should. We lost a true American hero that day. But to cheer us up, here is a picture of him on a bicycle a year before his death, yes, riding a bicycle on Fire Island. A Dude can link ANYTHING to bicycling.
A Dude Abikes would like to give his whole-hearted thanks to the following for their magnificent donations, large, medium or small. It’s the act of giving as much as the actual amount that made my supreme effort of 202 miles in two days on the bike back on April 29-30 have any meaning. With the 9,000+ other riders, we raised over $13,000,000 for the cause: for the National MS Society to treat people with Multiple Sclerosis and drive research into better treatments and someday, a cure. Here are the beautiful souls:
The short answer is this: I don’t know. That’s the first thing that comes to mind a month after my personal best on a bike. It was definitely a peak life experience. But it sometimes seems like I imagined the whole thing. I mean, who does that distance in a car or motorcycle on an average weekend, much less on a friggin’ bicycle? There was wind, heat, hills on day one, and wind, cold, rain, and hills on day two — repeat riders say it was the hardest in a decade. There were 9,000 other people out there (I never claimed to be special.) Yet there are GPS maps proving I did it, and well, Strava doesn’t lie. So when I think back to the entire experience – the rolling community of all kinds of people with all kinds of bodies on all kinds of bikes, the lush, rolling, green countryside, and of course, the sweaty, serene and sometimes serious suffering – it seems surreal. But I definitely, most certainly, indubitably did it. I have witnesses. Here’s how I did it. And many of you can too.