I generally only ride my bike when I’m injured or the weather is uncooperative or it’s late at night and dark outside. I’ve even grown to enjoy some aspects of the bike trainer at times. But I’m still a runner at heart. Give me a pair of worn, muddy shoes and a long mountain trail anytime.
Of course, Rob would say he also loves a long mountain trail because he generally does not limit his bike riding to an immobile bike set up in front of TVLand re-runs of Andy Griffith like I do. He rides the roads and trails and does it for miles and miles and miles.
But for nine days, he’s chained himself to the bike in our bedroom and is riding like a madman for the Davis Phinney Foundation for Parkinson’s.
The first night was pretty rough, a baseline workout that set the bar. The next night was two hours of intense intervals. Each day is different with set workouts that have names like It Seemed Like a Good Idea At the Time, A Very Dark Place and Hell Hath No Fury. Friday’s workout promises 2 hours and 35 minutes of good times. It’s called the Tour of Sufferlandia.
My contribution has been to fill water bottles and deliver them to him as he’s riding. It’s crazy hard, both physically and mentally, and while I don’t have any desire to put my butt on a bike trainer for over two hours, I totally get it.
Rob’s grandfather had Parkinson’s Disease, so the cause is one that means a lot to him. He’s also always been the kind of guy who likes to do good things and to help others. It’s one of the reasons I married him. So while I’m refilling water bottles, I’m also asking all of you to go by the website and check out the good things the Davis Phinney Foundation is doing.
You can also go directly to Rob’s Tour of Sufferlandia Donation Page and make a contribution. I’d really like to see him reach his goal, and we have three days left.
You can make your donation here. And thank you.