For most of us, riding bikes is a typical part of the weekend schedule. It may be a race, a roost on a favorite mtb loop, or a cruise to an over-priced coffee and a yard sale, but it's there. The weekend bike ride is always there, like a good friend, or your laundry basket: waiting for you to dive in.
So in a sense, this weekend was like most others, except my "laundry basket" has been a bit empty when it comes to bike riding. Cancer can do that to you-set your priorities on the sideline while it wreaks a game of havoc on the main field. But I am back to it. I'm back to that invigorating flow of trail and rock and trees and laughter. I'm back to it, people, and cancer can watch me roll.
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