Well Folks, 2007 is just about over. Thanks so much for a great year, and once again for a great PMC.
The fundraising minimums have come out for 2008, and in order to participate in the full 2-day event, Ken & I will have to raise a total of $8,000 by next Oct. 1.
We are still discussing our options, and whether we think we are capable of this commitment. We would dearly like to be able to commit to that level of fundraising, but we aren't sure it's possible. We ended up donating $3,400 to ourselves last year, and I don't think that level of self-donation is sustainable year over year given the wonders of compound interest and our relatively young age. We also have fears about the economy in general, and we're not sure it's wise to commit to such a substantial amount of money with the economy possibly tanking.
Rest assured. If we decide that we cannot commit to the full 2-day event, we may participate in a one-day event, or perhaps we will volunteer (or both). Either way, we will remained involved in the PMC. If we didn't, I fear it would feel like letting all of you down. At the moment, we are thinking that every other year we'll do the full 2-day event, and the intervening years we'll do some combination of volunteering & 1 day routes. That might be better for our bodies as well.
Have a great Holiday season (and a great ski/snowboard season), and check back again in late January to see what our decision is for PMC 2008.
Thanks again for all of your support, well wishes & feedback. It felt so good when each of you told me how much you enjoyed this blog! Next year, we plan on a more complete blog, complete with mobile blogging.
P.S. - my shoulder is still not quite right, and those pills are still coming in handy. I'm off to the hot tub!
Friday, December 7, 2007
Saturday, August 11, 2007
Fundraising Update
The contributions to our 2007 PMC ride are still coming in, and we are now up to $7,359.86
Many thanks to those of you who have contributed. The deadline for us to get the all of the funds to the PMC folks is October 1, 2007. We have about a month and a half left to raise the remainder of our $8,000 fundraising goal. $640 left to go!
We are delighted to have so many generous friends, family members, neighbors and coworkers, and we sincerely thank each and every one of you for your support before, during, and after the ride. Thank you so much - this years PMC has truly been a life changing experience, and we are so pleased that we were able to participate. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.
Many thanks to those of you who have contributed. The deadline for us to get the all of the funds to the PMC folks is October 1, 2007. We have about a month and a half left to raise the remainder of our $8,000 fundraising goal. $640 left to go!
We are delighted to have so many generous friends, family members, neighbors and coworkers, and we sincerely thank each and every one of you for your support before, during, and after the ride. Thank you so much - this years PMC has truly been a life changing experience, and we are so pleased that we were able to participate. Thank you, Thank you, Thank you.
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Final stats
Got an email about the final stats for the ride from the PMC folks. Here is the interesting part:
Male/Female: 65/35
States: 36
Countries: 10
Average age: 43 (15-84)
Average years of Participation: 4.8
Goal: $27 million
Fundraising Deadline: October 1st
we're 13 years below the average age, and this year was our 2nd year...
Male/Female: 65/35
States: 36
Countries: 10
Average age: 43 (15-84)
Average years of Participation: 4.8
Goal: $27 million
Fundraising Deadline: October 1st
we're 13 years below the average age, and this year was our 2nd year...
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Thank you SO much!
Thanks to all of you who have supported our fundraising efforts and who have supported us in other ways throughout training & the ride. Many of you have shown your support in so many little ways - by asking us about our training progress, and our fundraising progress. Just knowing that we aren't just some cause that people write a check for and forget is touching. To know that people are watching to see how we're doing, and are rooting for us, is priceless. I don't know what else to say, other than thank you.
We received many comments along with your donations, and some of them we're really touching. We appreciate what you all have chosen to share with us, and we are honored that you had faith in us to finish the ride.
The support of our family & friends has meant so much to us, so from the bottom of our hearts, THANK YOU VERY MUCH!
In peace & health,
Ken & Karen
We received many comments along with your donations, and some of them we're really touching. We appreciate what you all have chosen to share with us, and we are honored that you had faith in us to finish the ride.
The support of our family & friends has meant so much to us, so from the bottom of our hearts, THANK YOU VERY MUCH!
In peace & health,
Ken & Karen
NECN coverage online
For those of you who live outside of the New England area, and don't get NECN, you can view their coverage of the event online. NECN does a great job in showing what the PMC is all about, and shows many different stories from many different people. Its a great way to see for yourself the atmosphere of the PMC.
Monday, August 6, 2007
So that was it...
So that was our ride. Many people have mentioned that they appreciate the insight into what goes into training, so I figured you'd all be interested in what we saw & felt (sorry if it went on & on). But I don't think I've ever really mentioned why, or who we ride for. For some reason, it's hard for us to broadcast such a personal matter. However, we are torn between honoring those we know & love, and not invading their privacy. We may take a different direction next year. We may have names attached to us somehow (I'm soliciting ideas, for you creative folks I know). If we carry these names around with us in our heads & hearts, perhaps we should share them with the world, since these are the people that have caused us to seek out the PMC. I know that reading the names on road signs, on the back of people's jerseys, or seeing their pictures provides a lot of motivation during the tougher parts of the ride. It helps keep us focused on the big picture. And maybe its our turn to help other people out in that regard.
My ma had cancer when I was in elementary school. For some reason, this is a deeply personal matter for me, and I don't discuss it much. She's a survivor, and has been in remission for way more than 10 years - so she is considered to be 'cancer free'. Ken's uncle Richard passed away in 2005 just around PMC time, and due to the timing its hard not to think of him almost constantly throughout the ride. And Papa lost his battle in the fall of 2004, and I cannot forget the conversation we had with Papa's son about Papa's last moments, nor do I want to forget. We have countless other friends and family members who have fought their own battle - some, like my mother's best friend (my surrogate aunt) Ruth, didn't make it. Others did, and are now living proof. Regardless, the older we get, the list gets longer. And it needs to stop.
But then there is the future. Cancer seems to run in families - what will happen to Ken & I, or our sisters, or our nieces, or our future kids, as our stories play out? Genetics play a huge factor in your chances of developing cancer. Maintaining a healthy lifestyle is one way of possibly preventing the development of some cancers, or will create strong base from which to fight. So we ride to stay in shape & keep healthy. We ride for the people yet to be diagnosed. At some point during their lives, 1 out of 2 men and 1 out of 3 women will be diagnosed with some form of cancer. The chances are not good- it will keep happening to people we know, although we don't know who. It's just not acceptable. Ken & I figure that we can do two things: we can live in fear, or we can try to do something & ride in hope. We choose to ride. And we'll keep riding as long as we can. Ken even mentioned that he saw 2 pregnant women on the ride.
So while we ride in memory of those who have lost their battles, or in honor of those who are now living strong, we are also riding for our future, and for that of the next generation. Our kids. Our future selves, our loved ones. Or someone that we don't even know - people yet to be born, people we'll never even meet. We ride because we can. It's the only thing we can do.
My ma had cancer when I was in elementary school. For some reason, this is a deeply personal matter for me, and I don't discuss it much. She's a survivor, and has been in remission for way more than 10 years - so she is considered to be 'cancer free'. Ken's uncle Richard passed away in 2005 just around PMC time, and due to the timing its hard not to think of him almost constantly throughout the ride. And Papa lost his battle in the fall of 2004, and I cannot forget the conversation we had with Papa's son about Papa's last moments, nor do I want to forget. We have countless other friends and family members who have fought their own battle - some, like my mother's best friend (my surrogate aunt) Ruth, didn't make it. Others did, and are now living proof. Regardless, the older we get, the list gets longer. And it needs to stop.
But then there is the future. Cancer seems to run in families - what will happen to Ken & I, or our sisters, or our nieces, or our future kids, as our stories play out? Genetics play a huge factor in your chances of developing cancer. Maintaining a healthy lifestyle is one way of possibly preventing the development of some cancers, or will create strong base from which to fight. So we ride to stay in shape & keep healthy. We ride for the people yet to be diagnosed. At some point during their lives, 1 out of 2 men and 1 out of 3 women will be diagnosed with some form of cancer. The chances are not good- it will keep happening to people we know, although we don't know who. It's just not acceptable. Ken & I figure that we can do two things: we can live in fear, or we can try to do something & ride in hope. We choose to ride. And we'll keep riding as long as we can. Ken even mentioned that he saw 2 pregnant women on the ride.
So while we ride in memory of those who have lost their battles, or in honor of those who are now living strong, we are also riding for our future, and for that of the next generation. Our kids. Our future selves, our loved ones. Or someone that we don't even know - people yet to be born, people we'll never even meet. We ride because we can. It's the only thing we can do.
Bourne to Provincetown
Sunday was beautiful day. Sunny, highs in the 70s to 80s. A bit breezy, but I bet it always is on the cape. Seems we had a head wind most of the day. I was pretty uncomfortable with the shoulder thing in the morning. Poor Ken pulled most of the day, but he seemed happy enough to do it. We had a blast on Sunday. The cape is NOT flat for the record, but is a series of rolling hills that just go on and on. It was a lot of fun, even with the shoulder issue. If we had been able to ride at the rate we were riding without me having to stop and get patched up every 20 miles or so, we would have been done WAY earlier - I feel a little bad about that. But as it was, we did OK & didn't miss our bus home or anything.
After we got over the Bourne Bridge, we worked our way down to the Canal Bike Path, which is lovely stretch of bike path that follows - you guessed it - the canal. Along the canal were several older gentleman fishing along its banks at 6 in the morning that Sunday. It was very peaceful to ride by, and to just watch them fish. Just beautiful. And fast. We then worked our way over to "Service Rd" in Sandwich was a GREAT road. It had this huge hill as soon as you turned onto it. It was sudden, and sharp, and had several turns. It was just a lot of fun going up it. We may have been the only ones enjoying ourselves then from the looks of it, but it was really a fun road. The rest of the day seemed to be a mix of quiet rolling hills on back roads, and traffic plagued near-gridlock on Route 6 (which was our fault, I am sure). Lot of people were out cheering, although I heard that when compared to other years there weren't that many out. But we were very thankful for the ones that did make it out to cheer us on. Its so touching to read all the signs saying "thank you" or to read the names of those people the PMC has helped. It pulled my focus away from any pain I might be feeling, thats for sure. What's a little shoulder pain compared to loosing a child, or a parent, sibling or spouse to cancer? I often don't want to think about how hard that is to watch. To not be able to keep that suffering away from your child. To not be able to step in an take over for your spouse while they fight a battle for their life. A little shoulder pain is nothing. Sore legs heal. Saddle sores heal, as do sunburns and achy knees.
In Brewster, we picked up the bike trail again at Nickerson State Park, which is one of the bigger water stops. Here you can see the general confusion the ensues at a waterstop:There are bikes & people everywhere. It's loud. People are all largely dressed the same & wearing helmets. You can get lost there if you aren't careful (people were misplacing their bikes). BUT they are usually full of helpful volunteers handing out good food, refilling water bottles, mixing gatorade or patching people up. This water stop had washcloths in tubs of ice water - a very nice treat.
The Nickerson State Park is also where Jack stands with his sign - you've probably seen Jack on TV, if you saw either the opening ceremonies on NECN or the wrap up (I'm not sure about the rest of the coverage during the weekend - I didn't record it, and I was busy riding so I didn't see it). Jack is the boy who stands with a sign every saying "I'm 11 now, thanks to you" (or however old he is that year) - He started doing this when he was a toddler, because Dana-Farber saved his life, and he & his family credit the PMC riders for raising the money to do it. Jack has become somewhat of a PMC celebrity, an icon. Jack is getting taller by the year, and this year he was wearing a volunteer T-shirt. I believe last year he rode a portion of the PMC as well. I didn't take his picture & I didn't shake his hand. I'm too shy. Hopefully next year he'll be there and I'll get over my shyness to thank him for giving back so much.
We convinced a nice man to take our picture while he waited for the rider of the other half of his tandem bicycle:
Those are last years jersey's. I like them because they are brightly colored (good visibility) and nice & lightweight.
After we left Nickerson SP, we hopped on the Cape Cod Rail Trail (CCRT) which was absolutely beautiful. Smoothly paved, no potholes, no seams...just smooth & fast. Thats Ken, looking back & trying to figure out why I'm not on his rear tire... We didn't stay on the CCRT for too long, although it was memorable in its slickness. We bailed off in Orleans (I seem to remember the CCRT just ending there) and enjoyed some really nice back roads with more rolling hills (although much gentler than earlier in the day).
When we got to Wellfleet, there was a huge arch of balloons over the street. We had met a guy "Dennis" at dinner Friday night & again a couple of times on Saturday - and these, apparently, were the people from his neighborhood. This is where he lived. He must be a lucky man to have such a supportive and outgoing neighborhood. Seems like a nice place to live. Anyway, here is Ken approaching the Wellfleet Welcome:Our last water stop was not long after that photo was taken. Just before we got to the water stop, we were on this beautiful rolling hill road called either Long Pond or Lawrence - it was like a roller coaster. And we had our first and only equipment malfunction. Ken's chain fell off (chain suck). But he got it only quickly & we were able to catch up to the group we were riding with before we got to the water stop.
The waterstop is where I had the most painful massage I've ever had. I think that massage is what made me go get some xrays taken on Monday. A very well meaning volunteer decided she was going to get that knot out of my shoulder (which may or may not be associated with what may or may not be a muscle tear). And you know what? It hurt. A lot. BUT my shoulder was good for the next 20 miles, and I finished the ride fairly comfortably (although it more or less ceased to work shortly after I got off the bike). I'm paying for it now, but it was worth it. Muscle relaxants are helpful.
After the water stop, we worked our way through backroads to Rt 6/ Mid Cape Highway. Its a busy highway, and there was a headwind. But luckily for us, a nice man named Alfred came along and asked if he could pull for a while. Who is going to turn THAT down? Sure, we said, and he pulled us a long way down that stretch of windy open road. Ken, who had been pulling, said his heart rate dropped by 40 beats per minute as soon as Alfred took over. He never asked for a break, although we would have gladly given him one. It was along this stretch that the NECN camera crew came along & started filming (which caused some traffic back up). I don't think we made it into any of the broadcast stuff, though.
When we got onto Provinceland Road we got very excited. We just spun & spun. We were averaging about 20 MPH for the last portion of the ride. Adrenaline, maybe, I dunno. But after 180-something odd miles, we were able to sustain that pace for the last few miles and it felt great. It was beautiful out, and we were finishing, finally. I couldn't believe it.
Here is Ken as he starts approaching the finish line:
And here is Ken more or less at the finish line. Its a bit blurry, but I was trying to keep up...
The Bourne to Provincetown route took us just under 5 hours, and about 2900 calories. Over the 2 day event, we rode the entire 192-mile route and spent approximately 12 hours in the saddle. We burned a weekend total of 7,384 calories just while riding. Our highest speed was 39 MPH (down one of those hills on Saturday). Our average speed on both days was about 15.5 MPH.
So that's it. That's our ride. It was long. It was hot & it hurt. It was great & we cannot WAIT to do it again next year. The riding was fun and the people were great (you'll never ride with a better group of people than the PMC riders). What's a little pain when so much is at stake?
After we got over the Bourne Bridge, we worked our way down to the Canal Bike Path, which is lovely stretch of bike path that follows - you guessed it - the canal. Along the canal were several older gentleman fishing along its banks at 6 in the morning that Sunday. It was very peaceful to ride by, and to just watch them fish. Just beautiful. And fast. We then worked our way over to "Service Rd" in Sandwich was a GREAT road. It had this huge hill as soon as you turned onto it. It was sudden, and sharp, and had several turns. It was just a lot of fun going up it. We may have been the only ones enjoying ourselves then from the looks of it, but it was really a fun road. The rest of the day seemed to be a mix of quiet rolling hills on back roads, and traffic plagued near-gridlock on Route 6 (which was our fault, I am sure). Lot of people were out cheering, although I heard that when compared to other years there weren't that many out. But we were very thankful for the ones that did make it out to cheer us on. Its so touching to read all the signs saying "thank you" or to read the names of those people the PMC has helped. It pulled my focus away from any pain I might be feeling, thats for sure. What's a little shoulder pain compared to loosing a child, or a parent, sibling or spouse to cancer? I often don't want to think about how hard that is to watch. To not be able to keep that suffering away from your child. To not be able to step in an take over for your spouse while they fight a battle for their life. A little shoulder pain is nothing. Sore legs heal. Saddle sores heal, as do sunburns and achy knees.
In Brewster, we picked up the bike trail again at Nickerson State Park, which is one of the bigger water stops. Here you can see the general confusion the ensues at a waterstop:There are bikes & people everywhere. It's loud. People are all largely dressed the same & wearing helmets. You can get lost there if you aren't careful (people were misplacing their bikes). BUT they are usually full of helpful volunteers handing out good food, refilling water bottles, mixing gatorade or patching people up. This water stop had washcloths in tubs of ice water - a very nice treat.
The Nickerson State Park is also where Jack stands with his sign - you've probably seen Jack on TV, if you saw either the opening ceremonies on NECN or the wrap up (I'm not sure about the rest of the coverage during the weekend - I didn't record it, and I was busy riding so I didn't see it). Jack is the boy who stands with a sign every saying "I'm 11 now, thanks to you" (or however old he is that year) - He started doing this when he was a toddler, because Dana-Farber saved his life, and he & his family credit the PMC riders for raising the money to do it. Jack has become somewhat of a PMC celebrity, an icon. Jack is getting taller by the year, and this year he was wearing a volunteer T-shirt. I believe last year he rode a portion of the PMC as well. I didn't take his picture & I didn't shake his hand. I'm too shy. Hopefully next year he'll be there and I'll get over my shyness to thank him for giving back so much.
We convinced a nice man to take our picture while he waited for the rider of the other half of his tandem bicycle:
Those are last years jersey's. I like them because they are brightly colored (good visibility) and nice & lightweight.
After we left Nickerson SP, we hopped on the Cape Cod Rail Trail (CCRT) which was absolutely beautiful. Smoothly paved, no potholes, no seams...just smooth & fast. Thats Ken, looking back & trying to figure out why I'm not on his rear tire... We didn't stay on the CCRT for too long, although it was memorable in its slickness. We bailed off in Orleans (I seem to remember the CCRT just ending there) and enjoyed some really nice back roads with more rolling hills (although much gentler than earlier in the day).
When we got to Wellfleet, there was a huge arch of balloons over the street. We had met a guy "Dennis" at dinner Friday night & again a couple of times on Saturday - and these, apparently, were the people from his neighborhood. This is where he lived. He must be a lucky man to have such a supportive and outgoing neighborhood. Seems like a nice place to live. Anyway, here is Ken approaching the Wellfleet Welcome:Our last water stop was not long after that photo was taken. Just before we got to the water stop, we were on this beautiful rolling hill road called either Long Pond or Lawrence - it was like a roller coaster. And we had our first and only equipment malfunction. Ken's chain fell off (chain suck). But he got it only quickly & we were able to catch up to the group we were riding with before we got to the water stop.
The waterstop is where I had the most painful massage I've ever had. I think that massage is what made me go get some xrays taken on Monday. A very well meaning volunteer decided she was going to get that knot out of my shoulder (which may or may not be associated with what may or may not be a muscle tear). And you know what? It hurt. A lot. BUT my shoulder was good for the next 20 miles, and I finished the ride fairly comfortably (although it more or less ceased to work shortly after I got off the bike). I'm paying for it now, but it was worth it. Muscle relaxants are helpful.
After the water stop, we worked our way through backroads to Rt 6/ Mid Cape Highway. Its a busy highway, and there was a headwind. But luckily for us, a nice man named Alfred came along and asked if he could pull for a while. Who is going to turn THAT down? Sure, we said, and he pulled us a long way down that stretch of windy open road. Ken, who had been pulling, said his heart rate dropped by 40 beats per minute as soon as Alfred took over. He never asked for a break, although we would have gladly given him one. It was along this stretch that the NECN camera crew came along & started filming (which caused some traffic back up). I don't think we made it into any of the broadcast stuff, though.
When we got onto Provinceland Road we got very excited. We just spun & spun. We were averaging about 20 MPH for the last portion of the ride. Adrenaline, maybe, I dunno. But after 180-something odd miles, we were able to sustain that pace for the last few miles and it felt great. It was beautiful out, and we were finishing, finally. I couldn't believe it.
Here is Ken as he starts approaching the finish line:
And here is Ken more or less at the finish line. Its a bit blurry, but I was trying to keep up...
The Bourne to Provincetown route took us just under 5 hours, and about 2900 calories. Over the 2 day event, we rode the entire 192-mile route and spent approximately 12 hours in the saddle. We burned a weekend total of 7,384 calories just while riding. Our highest speed was 39 MPH (down one of those hills on Saturday). Our average speed on both days was about 15.5 MPH.
So that's it. That's our ride. It was long. It was hot & it hurt. It was great & we cannot WAIT to do it again next year. The riding was fun and the people were great (you'll never ride with a better group of people than the PMC riders). What's a little pain when so much is at stake?
Overnight at Mass Maritime Academy (MMA)
So when we got to MMA, we had no idea what was going on. We didn't know where to find our bags, where to pitch our tent (answer: apparently anywhere you wanted). We didn't know where the showers were. As a result the whole 'setting up camp' and basic personal hygiene was a very slow process. But it was OK - we got everything figured out. And now we know for next year.
We camped where we found all the other tents, which was right below a giant wind turbine. I've decided that I officially love wind turbines. I know, I know, they're awfully bulky. But they are sleek, and fairly mesmerizing. And I like listening to the wind whistling through it. This was the view from our "front porch" so to speak:
For the record, I did not hear a single person say "gee, thats ugly" nor did I see a single bird get hit by any of the blades. They don't move THAT fast - or so it appears from the ground. I guess maybe if I was up there I might feel differently.
Behind the small tents is a big tent - the massage tent. While we were fumbling around trying to figure out where to get our stuff, etc, we blew our chances for a massage. But now we know. you go over and make that appointment before you do anything else - like pee, eat, drink, shower, set up a tent or even find your bags (maybe even before you find your spouse...). You get the appointment FIRST. Otherwise, they run out. You can wait standby, but you'll be waiting in a line a hundred people long. Even with my shoulder pain, there was no way I was waiting in that line.
The weather was great - not a cloud in the sky. Well, that isn't quite true. There was this one that we saw on our way to bed:
But other than THAT, there wasn't a cloud in the sky. It was beautiful. Windy when we arrived, but that died down as the sea breeze died as the sun set. It was maybe 70-75 degrees.
There was a lot of food to be had. I made Ken accompany me to eat at least one of everything I could find. Except the Legal Seafood chowder. I had 2 of those. I even had a baked potato covered in vegetarian chili, sour cream & cheese. It was very tasty, as was everything else, and it all kept hitting the spot. We ate and ate and ate until we were ready for bed - and by the time I was actually falling asleep, I was hungry again. And of course, free beer. The problem with this is that after riding 110 miles in a 95 degree day, you don't really need any beer at all. We settled on one free beer, simply because it was there. Thanks Harpoon! Seems like plenty of other people were not worried about dehydration or anything like that, though.
There was musical entertainment at MMA as well, although for me it was too loud. But I am a giant stick-in-the-mud who doesn't like loud music. So we went off toward the part of the campus that lies along the Cape Cod Canal & found our little niche. We sat on a 'sea wall' (if you can call it that) and admired the view.
As you can tell, so were many other people. On that wall behind Ken, the photographer was trying to do some big team photographs - but he was getting angry that people were carrying their free beer & plates of food into the photo. Apparently, thats not what they want in their photos :-)
This is the view we had while we finished our beer...
It was still a little hazy out, but you can just make out 2 bridges in the photo. The bridge in the foreground is a railroad bridge, which was actually lowered after I took the shot to allow a train to cross. The bridge in the background, which you can just barely make out, is the Bourne Bridge. That's the bridge we rode over. It was very high, and was nice & quite at 6 in the morning. We had a lane, or part of a lane I should say, coned off for us. I had read that if we didn't stay within the cones, the Army Corps of Engineers was going to take away that lane next year, so I got stuck behind someone who was going very slow over the bridge (it was a little steep). But it was OK - gave me a little bit of time to admire the view. But I had to be careful not to hit the person in front of me. My tendency on a hill is just to spin spin spin until its done - its the easiest way for me to get over it. Apparently, not many people do that. Instead, they slow way down, and use a bigger gear than they probably should and struggle through it.
We camped where we found all the other tents, which was right below a giant wind turbine. I've decided that I officially love wind turbines. I know, I know, they're awfully bulky. But they are sleek, and fairly mesmerizing. And I like listening to the wind whistling through it. This was the view from our "front porch" so to speak:
For the record, I did not hear a single person say "gee, thats ugly" nor did I see a single bird get hit by any of the blades. They don't move THAT fast - or so it appears from the ground. I guess maybe if I was up there I might feel differently.
Behind the small tents is a big tent - the massage tent. While we were fumbling around trying to figure out where to get our stuff, etc, we blew our chances for a massage. But now we know. you go over and make that appointment before you do anything else - like pee, eat, drink, shower, set up a tent or even find your bags (maybe even before you find your spouse...). You get the appointment FIRST. Otherwise, they run out. You can wait standby, but you'll be waiting in a line a hundred people long. Even with my shoulder pain, there was no way I was waiting in that line.
The weather was great - not a cloud in the sky. Well, that isn't quite true. There was this one that we saw on our way to bed:
But other than THAT, there wasn't a cloud in the sky. It was beautiful. Windy when we arrived, but that died down as the sea breeze died as the sun set. It was maybe 70-75 degrees.
There was a lot of food to be had. I made Ken accompany me to eat at least one of everything I could find. Except the Legal Seafood chowder. I had 2 of those. I even had a baked potato covered in vegetarian chili, sour cream & cheese. It was very tasty, as was everything else, and it all kept hitting the spot. We ate and ate and ate until we were ready for bed - and by the time I was actually falling asleep, I was hungry again. And of course, free beer. The problem with this is that after riding 110 miles in a 95 degree day, you don't really need any beer at all. We settled on one free beer, simply because it was there. Thanks Harpoon! Seems like plenty of other people were not worried about dehydration or anything like that, though.
There was musical entertainment at MMA as well, although for me it was too loud. But I am a giant stick-in-the-mud who doesn't like loud music. So we went off toward the part of the campus that lies along the Cape Cod Canal & found our little niche. We sat on a 'sea wall' (if you can call it that) and admired the view.
As you can tell, so were many other people. On that wall behind Ken, the photographer was trying to do some big team photographs - but he was getting angry that people were carrying their free beer & plates of food into the photo. Apparently, thats not what they want in their photos :-)
This is the view we had while we finished our beer...
It was still a little hazy out, but you can just make out 2 bridges in the photo. The bridge in the foreground is a railroad bridge, which was actually lowered after I took the shot to allow a train to cross. The bridge in the background, which you can just barely make out, is the Bourne Bridge. That's the bridge we rode over. It was very high, and was nice & quite at 6 in the morning. We had a lane, or part of a lane I should say, coned off for us. I had read that if we didn't stay within the cones, the Army Corps of Engineers was going to take away that lane next year, so I got stuck behind someone who was going very slow over the bridge (it was a little steep). But it was OK - gave me a little bit of time to admire the view. But I had to be careful not to hit the person in front of me. My tendency on a hill is just to spin spin spin until its done - its the easiest way for me to get over it. Apparently, not many people do that. Instead, they slow way down, and use a bigger gear than they probably should and struggle through it.
Berkley, MA
Later during the day on Saturday, we got to the town of Berkley, MA. Now, I know that we were probably toward the rear of the group, and maybe the town had had some issues with some of the earlier riders blocking traffic or something like that (if they didn't, well, then that town must just be plain evil). But as we were pedaling along, suddenly there was a motorcycle cop standing on the side of the road about a foot and a half out from the edge of the pavement. His feet were spread, hands pointing to the LITTLE space between him & the edge of the road, and we was yelling at every rider that passed him - "THIS IS WHERE YOU BELONG - ANYONE CAUGHT RIDING DOUBLE WILL BE ISSUED A CITATION". I can actually understand why he would do this, as I get really upset at cyclists who lollygag along riding double - it isn't safe. And it makes passing them even more dangerous, whether you are a cyclist or a automobile driver. AND when you are a cyclist behind the guys riding double, all the cars that can't pass them are stuck next to you, putting you in danger - you never know when a pothole will pop up and you'll be stuck between, say, a moving vehicle and a giant tree trunk or stone wall.
However, the manner in which this officer chose to issue his direction was a) offensive and b) dangerous. This was not a tall guy, and you could not see him standing there above the helmet of the rider in front of you. I saw several cyclists who were forced to swerve out into the road to avoid hitting him because he came up so suddenly. It was completely unsafe - in his, uh, eagerness to show us who was boss in HIS town, he was creating a very unsafe situation both for us and for him. The final straw: it was all for naught - I didn't see a SINGLE car on that nice, wide, empty road before we crossed into Freetown. The only thing that I took out of that portion of the ride is that everyone should stay the **** out of Berkley, MA. Judging from the reaction and comments I heard from other riders, they heard the same message as me: "your kind isn't welcome here." Otherwise, it looked like a nice town. Which is too bad, because the name of the town now conjures up the image of a petty motorcycle cop on a power trip.
And, for the record, I thanked every single police officer helping to direct traffic along the route. Every single solitary one, even when there were more than one at an intersection, even if they had us waiting for several minutes while they let traffic through (as they should, periodically), and even if I didn't hear them reply to anyone else who thanked them. But I did not thank the motorcycle cop in Berkley. I wont thank anyone for threatening me (or my spouse) or putting me in a potentially dangerous position. Especially not while doing a charity ride. I still can't figure out whether he volunteered to detail the ride, or was there of his own volition while on duty. I didn't dare take his photo either...
However, the manner in which this officer chose to issue his direction was a) offensive and b) dangerous. This was not a tall guy, and you could not see him standing there above the helmet of the rider in front of you. I saw several cyclists who were forced to swerve out into the road to avoid hitting him because he came up so suddenly. It was completely unsafe - in his, uh, eagerness to show us who was boss in HIS town, he was creating a very unsafe situation both for us and for him. The final straw: it was all for naught - I didn't see a SINGLE car on that nice, wide, empty road before we crossed into Freetown. The only thing that I took out of that portion of the ride is that everyone should stay the **** out of Berkley, MA. Judging from the reaction and comments I heard from other riders, they heard the same message as me: "your kind isn't welcome here." Otherwise, it looked like a nice town. Which is too bad, because the name of the town now conjures up the image of a petty motorcycle cop on a power trip.
And, for the record, I thanked every single police officer helping to direct traffic along the route. Every single solitary one, even when there were more than one at an intersection, even if they had us waiting for several minutes while they let traffic through (as they should, periodically), and even if I didn't hear them reply to anyone else who thanked them. But I did not thank the motorcycle cop in Berkley. I wont thank anyone for threatening me (or my spouse) or putting me in a potentially dangerous position. Especially not while doing a charity ride. I still can't figure out whether he volunteered to detail the ride, or was there of his own volition while on duty. I didn't dare take his photo either...
Saturday: Sturbridge to Bourne
After the massive storms we had on Friday night (and the resulting mere 2 hours of sleep that I got because of said storms), we were running a teeny bit late on Saturday morning. We missed the national anthem. By the time we got over to the assembly area, people were lined up all over the place, and ducking under the ropes that were set up to separate the different paced groups. So we did what we did last year: just kind of waited until the almost the very end before we left. It wasn't a race - what was the point of fighting through throngs of people? The grouping had become irrelevant anyway. I'd guess maybe 100 people started after us.
The much-feared hills in the beginning of the PMC were no where near as bad as I thought they would be, or remembered them being last year. In fact, I kept waiting for the bad hills to start, and they never actually arrived. The hills were basically a non-event. We had been concerned that we didn't include enough hills during our training rides, but apparently that was not an issue for us, and in the future, I don't think we'll bother worrying about it. My max heart rate did get up to 196, which is 92% of my max. But there was never a point where I thought "I can't do this."
It was a hot day. A very hot day. There seemed to be a lot fewer supporters on the side of the road throughout the ride, and I overheard a few discussions saying exactly the same thing. Who can blame them, though? It was such a hot day out - and to stand there for hours and hours must be awful. There were a lot of signs & posters up though, so I get the impression that it was just too hot for people to stay out for very long.
Most of the ride I spent managing some shoulder pain - I learned early on that if I ride without my right arm, my right shoulder doesn't hurt. [For those of you who missed my whining over the past few weeks, we thought that I had torn through some scar tissue & then that was revised the Thursday before the ride to 'I had torn a muscle' in my shoulder - both opinions was that of my chiropractor. My assessment was that regardless of what you want to call it, I had been riding in that condition for a while, so what was one more weekend?] I also learned that the medical tents at each water stop have a ready supply of ice packs, advil, and some really good muscle rub (think: super "icy hot"). So by alternating all of these solutions every 20 miles or so, I hopscotched my way through the entire 192-miles. I spent a lot of time riding with my right arm tucked up near my waist, with my elbow close to my ribs. I'm sure I looked like a complete idiot. Some concerned people asked me if I was OK, and of course I said yes. I felt like a complete moron.
The good news, though, was that the shoulder issue was the limiting factor (instead of something else, like being lazy, or being out of shape). We both had the legs to go & go & go. We could have ridden much faster if I wasn't sitting up stretch and riding one handed all the time. I wouldn't say we over trained, but we had trained adequately.
At the Franklin Water stop (43 miles into the ride), we met up with my folks, who were kind enough to come & cheer us on. My mom even made a sign!
After that we peddled and peddled... In fact, Ken calculated that over the 2-day ride, I completed 1,482 pedal strokes more than he did. Apparently, I pedal at a higher cadence than he does.
Other than one minor incident (read the Berkley, MA post), it was a great ride. It was hot, and it was long. But it was great. It was really inspiring to read the back of everyone's jersey. There were names on ribbons cascading down from helmets, there were names written on jerseys, names every where. There were pictures everywhere as well. It was both heartbreaking and heart warming. Here are all these individual stories of suffering - and all these people willingly giving up so much of their time & effort to try and stop more of these tragic stories from becoming tragic. And then there is the thought that each one of these people has their own list of sponsors cheering them on, just like all of you guys, and the imaginary web that links all these people to cancer & the PMC becomes mind boggling large and intertwined. There were riders who rode up from Florida. I saw name labels from London. Apparently, there were riders from 7 different countries. I'm trying to imagine where, across the world, all the funding comes from, and I would really like to see that mapped out. And it's all done for the Jimmy Fund & Dana-Farber. And it all started because of one man who wanted to make a difference. It just amazes me.
For the record, we burned 4,520 calories on the 110-miles (approx.) from Sturbridge to Bourne. Our average heart rates were around 161 beats per minute, even with all those hills (pretty good for me). It took us 7 hours and 4 minutes to complete that portion of the ride (actual ride time, not including icing, massages, eating & waiting in line for the port-o-potty). Our average speed was 15.4 MPH - not fast by cycling standards, but seeing how that was the furthest I've ever ridden, I'll take it. Maybe next year we can go faster. Maybe not. We'll see. Luckily it isn't a race. Although it is kind of fun to see how much you can take...
The much-feared hills in the beginning of the PMC were no where near as bad as I thought they would be, or remembered them being last year. In fact, I kept waiting for the bad hills to start, and they never actually arrived. The hills were basically a non-event. We had been concerned that we didn't include enough hills during our training rides, but apparently that was not an issue for us, and in the future, I don't think we'll bother worrying about it. My max heart rate did get up to 196, which is 92% of my max. But there was never a point where I thought "I can't do this."
It was a hot day. A very hot day. There seemed to be a lot fewer supporters on the side of the road throughout the ride, and I overheard a few discussions saying exactly the same thing. Who can blame them, though? It was such a hot day out - and to stand there for hours and hours must be awful. There were a lot of signs & posters up though, so I get the impression that it was just too hot for people to stay out for very long.
Most of the ride I spent managing some shoulder pain - I learned early on that if I ride without my right arm, my right shoulder doesn't hurt. [For those of you who missed my whining over the past few weeks, we thought that I had torn through some scar tissue & then that was revised the Thursday before the ride to 'I had torn a muscle' in my shoulder - both opinions was that of my chiropractor. My assessment was that regardless of what you want to call it, I had been riding in that condition for a while, so what was one more weekend?] I also learned that the medical tents at each water stop have a ready supply of ice packs, advil, and some really good muscle rub (think: super "icy hot"). So by alternating all of these solutions every 20 miles or so, I hopscotched my way through the entire 192-miles. I spent a lot of time riding with my right arm tucked up near my waist, with my elbow close to my ribs. I'm sure I looked like a complete idiot. Some concerned people asked me if I was OK, and of course I said yes. I felt like a complete moron.
The good news, though, was that the shoulder issue was the limiting factor (instead of something else, like being lazy, or being out of shape). We both had the legs to go & go & go. We could have ridden much faster if I wasn't sitting up stretch and riding one handed all the time. I wouldn't say we over trained, but we had trained adequately.
At the Franklin Water stop (43 miles into the ride), we met up with my folks, who were kind enough to come & cheer us on. My mom even made a sign!
After that we peddled and peddled... In fact, Ken calculated that over the 2-day ride, I completed 1,482 pedal strokes more than he did. Apparently, I pedal at a higher cadence than he does.
Other than one minor incident (read the Berkley, MA post), it was a great ride. It was hot, and it was long. But it was great. It was really inspiring to read the back of everyone's jersey. There were names on ribbons cascading down from helmets, there were names written on jerseys, names every where. There were pictures everywhere as well. It was both heartbreaking and heart warming. Here are all these individual stories of suffering - and all these people willingly giving up so much of their time & effort to try and stop more of these tragic stories from becoming tragic. And then there is the thought that each one of these people has their own list of sponsors cheering them on, just like all of you guys, and the imaginary web that links all these people to cancer & the PMC becomes mind boggling large and intertwined. There were riders who rode up from Florida. I saw name labels from London. Apparently, there were riders from 7 different countries. I'm trying to imagine where, across the world, all the funding comes from, and I would really like to see that mapped out. And it's all done for the Jimmy Fund & Dana-Farber. And it all started because of one man who wanted to make a difference. It just amazes me.
For the record, we burned 4,520 calories on the 110-miles (approx.) from Sturbridge to Bourne. Our average heart rates were around 161 beats per minute, even with all those hills (pretty good for me). It took us 7 hours and 4 minutes to complete that portion of the ride (actual ride time, not including icing, massages, eating & waiting in line for the port-o-potty). Our average speed was 15.4 MPH - not fast by cycling standards, but seeing how that was the furthest I've ever ridden, I'll take it. Maybe next year we can go faster. Maybe not. We'll see. Luckily it isn't a race. Although it is kind of fun to see how much you can take...
Sunday, August 5, 2007
What a great weekend!
Well, we're home. We made it & had a really great weekend. We're sore, we're tired and I am REALLY looking forward to our now-weekly monday-morning trip to the hot tub before work tomorrow morning.
We'll upload photos tomorrow & give all the details.
We'll upload photos tomorrow & give all the details.
Friday, August 3, 2007
Weather forecast
So the weather forecast for tomorrow calls for upper 80s & low 90s (depending on where you are in Mass.). Our start in Sturbridge (6 am) should be in the mid-to-upper 60s. There is a chance of thunderstorms between noon and 3 pm. We hope to be done before any storms develop. We hope.
The weather forecast for the overnight in Bourne calls for a 20% chance of t-storms, with a low in the mid-60s. Not too bad.
Sunday on the cape looks beautiful! Sunny & 80 in Bourne, with a high of 77 in Provincetown. 9 MPH wind, though, which is to be expected - seems like it is always windy on the cape.
The weather forecast for the overnight in Bourne calls for a 20% chance of t-storms, with a low in the mid-60s. Not too bad.
Sunday on the cape looks beautiful! Sunny & 80 in Bourne, with a high of 77 in Provincetown. 9 MPH wind, though, which is to be expected - seems like it is always windy on the cape.
Thursday, August 2, 2007
NECN coverage
For those of you in New England, NECN (comcast channel 6, at least where we are) has live coverage of the opening ceremonies tomorrow (Friday 8/3) night. Coverage begins at 8 p.m.
I'm sure they will have ongoing updates & footage throughout the weekend, and I think they have a wrap-up show Sunday evening.
We are DVRing the opening ceremonies - as we are getting up around 3 a.m. on Saturday to get to the starting line on time, we plan to be in bed for most of the ceremony.
I'm sure they will have ongoing updates & footage throughout the weekend, and I think they have a wrap-up show Sunday evening.
We are DVRing the opening ceremonies - as we are getting up around 3 a.m. on Saturday to get to the starting line on time, we plan to be in bed for most of the ceremony.
Fundraising Update 8/2/07
We're up to $3,591.86 Thank you all for your support!
In light of, uh, recent market downturns, Ken & I have decided to donate stock early (just in case prices continue to plummet) to cover a majority of the remainder of our fundraising. We're waiting for the paperwork to go through, and we're not sure exactly just how long it will take. But for those of you who were considering donating stock this year, we'll be happy to talk you through the process & let you know whether it was really as easy as the PMC made it out to be. So far, so good, but like I said, we're still waiting for it to fully "go through".
When the stock donation is fully completed, we'll have an exact number for what our donation was worth- but at the moment, we'll still be about $400 - $500 short of required minimum fundraising. So if you haven't contributed, and would like to, we will be gladly accepting donations until the end of September.
In light of, uh, recent market downturns, Ken & I have decided to donate stock early (just in case prices continue to plummet) to cover a majority of the remainder of our fundraising. We're waiting for the paperwork to go through, and we're not sure exactly just how long it will take. But for those of you who were considering donating stock this year, we'll be happy to talk you through the process & let you know whether it was really as easy as the PMC made it out to be. So far, so good, but like I said, we're still waiting for it to fully "go through".
When the stock donation is fully completed, we'll have an exact number for what our donation was worth- but at the moment, we'll still be about $400 - $500 short of required minimum fundraising. So if you haven't contributed, and would like to, we will be gladly accepting donations until the end of September.
Tuesday, July 31, 2007
2007 PMC Elevation Profile
This map should have an elevation cross-section at the bottom - but it doesn't. So Ken was kind enough to plot it for me in excel, so we'll have a cross section profile of the ride.I did have to edit the data a little bit - the data provided by MapMyRide was a little corrupted for the 60-100 mile range, so I had to look up data points on google earth, figure out the elevation for those points, and then amend their data. Take it with a grain of salt.
At least the beginning of the ride came out nicely with the original data - thats the most interesting part, elevation wise. That 800+ ft hill isn't wrong... there are some seriously big hills in the beginning - but at least they are in the beginning, and not at the end of a 100+ mile day.
So it looks like we have a total of 2,133 feet of climbing to do (elevation gain)... as well as 2,700 feet elevation loss - which I am looking forward to... Wheeeeee!
At least the beginning of the ride came out nicely with the original data - thats the most interesting part, elevation wise. That 800+ ft hill isn't wrong... there are some seriously big hills in the beginning - but at least they are in the beginning, and not at the end of a 100+ mile day.
So it looks like we have a total of 2,133 feet of climbing to do (elevation gain)... as well as 2,700 feet elevation loss - which I am looking forward to... Wheeeeee!
Monday, July 30, 2007
Fundraising Update: 7/30/07
As of this morning, we are up to a total of $3,476 raised to date. We have $3,724 left to raise by October 1, 2007 (whatever we don't raise, we'll have to cover ourselves).
I'm very pleased with our fundraising success thus far, and thanks to those of you have helped us out - we are very grateful. If you haven't yet donated and would like to, here is the link to our PMC egift page. If you can't donate this year, we understand - we know several of our friends have just undergone major life changes, and donating to charity just isn't on the list of things you can handle, and we can understand that. Your moral support is very much appreciated too!
I'm very pleased with our fundraising success thus far, and thanks to those of you have helped us out - we are very grateful. If you haven't yet donated and would like to, here is the link to our PMC egift page. If you can't donate this year, we understand - we know several of our friends have just undergone major life changes, and donating to charity just isn't on the list of things you can handle, and we can understand that. Your moral support is very much appreciated too!
Training update: 7/30/07
Well, we've now officially broken the 1,000 mile mark. Our season training ride total is at 1,014.84 miles. We completed a 49-mile ride yesterday at a record pace for us - we were able to maintain an average speed of 16.1 MPH. In general our 40-50 mile rides are usually ridden at about a 14 MPH pace. So we had quite the ride yesterday, despite the heat & humidity. We were awfully proud of ourselves, and a little surprised as well.
Karen is still having shoulder issues - we had to cut our ride a little short yesterday. Her shoulder was really bothering her toward the end of the ride, and since she notices the strain on that muscle the most during the hills, we cut out the final hill. It will be interesting to see how the shoulder thing holds up during the early part of Saturday. (In case you hadn't been subjected to her whining, Karen managed to tear through some scar tissue in her shoulder while stretching 2 weeks ago. Apparently, this is somewhat of a good thing - she can now re-build the scar tissue in a less obstructive manner, but in the mean time, its sore & painful).
We plan on spending this entire week doing some light cardio (to help flush out the muscles) as well as sleeping A LOT, drinking a ton of water, and eating very well.
Training this year has been going much better, and we think that is in a large part due to our return to omnivore-hood. All of our good rides seem to come right around BBQs or nights out for Sushi. Ken seem to have largely solved his leg cramp issue from last year - and the only difference we can think of is the inclusion of meat in our diet. So we'll be eating lots of meat this week. Sushi, BBQ leftovers & grilled Salmon or tuna. We're also going to be bringing a bag of beef jerky with us on the ride. If you consume protein within 30 minutes of when you stop riding, you can re-load your muscles with protein. If you miss that 30-minute window, it could take weeks to replace that protein store.
Karen is still having shoulder issues - we had to cut our ride a little short yesterday. Her shoulder was really bothering her toward the end of the ride, and since she notices the strain on that muscle the most during the hills, we cut out the final hill. It will be interesting to see how the shoulder thing holds up during the early part of Saturday. (In case you hadn't been subjected to her whining, Karen managed to tear through some scar tissue in her shoulder while stretching 2 weeks ago. Apparently, this is somewhat of a good thing - she can now re-build the scar tissue in a less obstructive manner, but in the mean time, its sore & painful).
We plan on spending this entire week doing some light cardio (to help flush out the muscles) as well as sleeping A LOT, drinking a ton of water, and eating very well.
Training this year has been going much better, and we think that is in a large part due to our return to omnivore-hood. All of our good rides seem to come right around BBQs or nights out for Sushi. Ken seem to have largely solved his leg cramp issue from last year - and the only difference we can think of is the inclusion of meat in our diet. So we'll be eating lots of meat this week. Sushi, BBQ leftovers & grilled Salmon or tuna. We're also going to be bringing a bag of beef jerky with us on the ride. If you consume protein within 30 minutes of when you stop riding, you can re-load your muscles with protein. If you miss that 30-minute window, it could take weeks to replace that protein store.
Friday, July 27, 2007
What is the PMC?
I should have answered this first...
The PMC, or Pan-Mass Challenge, is a 2-day, 192-mile bicycle fundraiser for the Jimmy Fund which, in turn, is the main fundraiser for cancer treatment & research at The Dana-Farber Cancer Institute in Boston. The PMC generates almost fifty percent of the Jimmy Fund’s total revenue and is the Jimmy Fund’s single largest contributor. In 2006, 4,270 PMC cyclists raised $26 Million – 99% of which went directly to cancer treatment and research at the Dana Farber Cancer Institute, making the PMC a model of fundraising efficiency. In the 27 years since the PMC first started, over $171 million has been generated for the Jimmy Fund.
This year’s PMC will occur on the weekend of August 4th and 5th. The first day starts in Sturbridge and ends in Bourne (a 111-mile day); the second day continues the ride from Bourne to the tip of the Cape (an 81-mile day).
Why have we decided to participate in the PMC? Here is the short answer: because we did it last year, and because it was fun. But the long answer is much more complicated. We first participated in the PMC as a way to help remember the loved ones we had lost to cancer over the past few years. It was a way to DO something, instead of just feeling sad and overwhelmed. We've put a lot of time, and a lot of effort into funding cancer treatment and research at Dana-Farber with the hope that it will one day benefit those we know and love. Or maybe it will benefit people we don't even know, and that's something to feel good about too. Either way, we're actively doing something that will help benefit us all further down the line. We hope.
Hope. That is the one word that sums up the PMC. We make hope. You hear 'hope' a lot during the ride, and it gets under your skin, and you start to believe in it. Its a wee-bit intoxicating. Hope that one day someone will find a cure. Hope that treatments will become better, faster, and more reliable. Hope that we may learn how to better prevent cancer.
The PMC, or Pan-Mass Challenge, is a 2-day, 192-mile bicycle fundraiser for the Jimmy Fund which, in turn, is the main fundraiser for cancer treatment & research at The Dana-Farber Cancer Institute in Boston. The PMC generates almost fifty percent of the Jimmy Fund’s total revenue and is the Jimmy Fund’s single largest contributor. In 2006, 4,270 PMC cyclists raised $26 Million – 99% of which went directly to cancer treatment and research at the Dana Farber Cancer Institute, making the PMC a model of fundraising efficiency. In the 27 years since the PMC first started, over $171 million has been generated for the Jimmy Fund.
This year’s PMC will occur on the weekend of August 4th and 5th. The first day starts in Sturbridge and ends in Bourne (a 111-mile day); the second day continues the ride from Bourne to the tip of the Cape (an 81-mile day).
Why have we decided to participate in the PMC? Here is the short answer: because we did it last year, and because it was fun. But the long answer is much more complicated. We first participated in the PMC as a way to help remember the loved ones we had lost to cancer over the past few years. It was a way to DO something, instead of just feeling sad and overwhelmed. We've put a lot of time, and a lot of effort into funding cancer treatment and research at Dana-Farber with the hope that it will one day benefit those we know and love. Or maybe it will benefit people we don't even know, and that's something to feel good about too. Either way, we're actively doing something that will help benefit us all further down the line. We hope.
Hope. That is the one word that sums up the PMC. We make hope. You hear 'hope' a lot during the ride, and it gets under your skin, and you start to believe in it. Its a wee-bit intoxicating. Hope that one day someone will find a cure. Hope that treatments will become better, faster, and more reliable. Hope that we may learn how to better prevent cancer.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Training
Training has gone fairly well. Although, by this point, we're almost done training... to date, we've ridden approximately 950 miles. After this weekend, we should pass the 1,000 miles mark. And of course, in a week and a half, we'll ride the entire 190 mile route.
We've spent about 65 hours on the bike since May. This does not include the time in the gym cross training, the time spent on bike maintenance or repairs, the time finding new shoes so that we could actually be comfortable for all those miles, or the time in the chiropractor's office. We've had to sleep a lot more than we usually do. We've gotten into the habit of getting up at 5 a.m., working out, going to work and then sometimes working out a second time. We're in bed by about 8:30 p.m. every night. In short, all of this training has been a major lifestyle change, although largely for the better.
We've burned about 30,000 calories while training - which includes only the time on the bike, and not cross training. Our clothes are fitting differently (a good thing).
Its been a lot of work, and last week, I was approaching burn out. The end is in sight, however, and I feel like we are well prepared, so it was worth it.
We've spent about 65 hours on the bike since May. This does not include the time in the gym cross training, the time spent on bike maintenance or repairs, the time finding new shoes so that we could actually be comfortable for all those miles, or the time in the chiropractor's office. We've had to sleep a lot more than we usually do. We've gotten into the habit of getting up at 5 a.m., working out, going to work and then sometimes working out a second time. We're in bed by about 8:30 p.m. every night. In short, all of this training has been a major lifestyle change, although largely for the better.
We've burned about 30,000 calories while training - which includes only the time on the bike, and not cross training. Our clothes are fitting differently (a good thing).
Its been a lot of work, and last week, I was approaching burn out. The end is in sight, however, and I feel like we are well prepared, so it was worth it.
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Waterstops
If you have a desire to watch the ride and actually get a chance to visit with us for a couple minutes, a waterstop is the best way to meet up. Mileages are approximate, and only really matter if you're riding... more for my convenience, to keep them all straight.
The 1st day (8/4/07) waterstops occur along our route in this order:
- at 21 miles: Whitinsville Waterstop: @ Potpouri Designs, 355 Main St, Whitinsville, MA
- at 44 miles: Jefferson School, 628 Washington Street, Franklin, MA
- at 70 miles: Dighton/Rehoboth Regional HS, 2700 Regional Rd, North Dighton, MA
- at 85 miles: Apponequet HS, 100 Howland Rd, Lakeville, MA
- at 101 miles: Wareham Middle School, 2 Viking Drive, Wareham, MA [warning: we hope to skip this waterstop, unless someone tells us in advance they'd like to meet up with us]
The 2nd day (8/5/07) waterstops occur along our route in this order:
- at 23 miles: Barnstable Courthouse, 3195 Main St., Barnstable, MA
- at 40 miles: Nickerson State Park, 3422 Main St , Brewster, MA
- at 57 miles: Wellfleet Elementary School, 100 Lawrence Rd., Wellfleet, MA
The waterstops are included on the PMC route map that I previously posted. Official directions to the Waterstops, as well as all other major sites are posted on the PMC website.
The 1st day (8/4/07) waterstops occur along our route in this order:
- at 21 miles: Whitinsville Waterstop: @ Potpouri Designs, 355 Main St, Whitinsville, MA
- at 44 miles: Jefferson School, 628 Washington Street, Franklin, MA
- at 70 miles: Dighton/Rehoboth Regional HS, 2700 Regional Rd, North Dighton, MA
- at 85 miles: Apponequet HS, 100 Howland Rd, Lakeville, MA
- at 101 miles: Wareham Middle School, 2 Viking Drive, Wareham, MA [warning: we hope to skip this waterstop, unless someone tells us in advance they'd like to meet up with us]
The 2nd day (8/5/07) waterstops occur along our route in this order:
- at 23 miles: Barnstable Courthouse, 3195 Main St., Barnstable, MA
- at 40 miles: Nickerson State Park, 3422 Main St , Brewster, MA
- at 57 miles: Wellfleet Elementary School, 100 Lawrence Rd., Wellfleet, MA
The waterstops are included on the PMC route map that I previously posted. Official directions to the Waterstops, as well as all other major sites are posted on the PMC website.
2007 PMC Route
I've taken the time to plot out this year's PMC route on google maps. Please let me know if it doesn't load. The first day is 111-miles, starts in Sturbridge, MA on Saturday 8/4/07 and ends in Bourne, MA sometime that afternoon. The second day is 81-miles, starts in Bourne on 8/5/07 and ends in Provincetown, MA (the very tip of Cape Cod).
This is the official route map, provided by the PMC. I think you can see why I took the time to plot it on an actual map - their cue sheet wasn't so helpful last year. We got lost, and added on an extra ten miles or so...
This is the official route map, provided by the PMC. I think you can see why I took the time to plot it on an actual map - their cue sheet wasn't so helpful last year. We got lost, and added on an extra ten miles or so...
Fundraising update: 7/25/07
As of this morning, we've raised just over $3,000, which is really amazing and heart warming. We thank all of you who have been able to help support our 2007 PMC Fundraising. We're only about half-way to our goal, but its already a very encouraging amount, and we are very, very thankful for all the support that we have received. If you are interested in donating, but think you've run out of time, please keep in mind that our fundraising isn't due until the end of September - there is still time. However, chances are that if you've received a link to this blog, then you've already donated, and we thank you many times over.
Welcome to our 2007 PMC info center
I've decided to set this blog up in order to provide one-stop shopping for those of you asking for information about our 2007 Pan-Mass Challenge Ride. Here you will find information on waterstops (in case you'd like to catch us "in action") and the PMC route (if you want to cheer us on or simply would like to avoid traffic) as well as more personal information, such as fundraising and training progress. After we complete our 2007 PMC, we'll also post pictures here taken along the ride.
We thank you for stopping by, and if there is some PMC-related information that you don't find here but would like to see, please post a comment or email me & I'll try to get to it quickly.
We thank you for stopping by, and if there is some PMC-related information that you don't find here but would like to see, please post a comment or email me & I'll try to get to it quickly.
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