My brother in law in Ireland introduced me to the saying, "It's a soft rain, thank God." I took it to mean, be thankful it's only a misty sort of day, for it could be raining buckets. And that's what we've been having most of the week, soft rain -- thank God. For I can still get out and ride my bike in the mist.
The Boston Brain Tumor Ride is over, why am I still riding my bike? Especially when it's raining outside. It's cool (not in the summer heat). It's calming. It's peaceful. It's relaxing.
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We ride (or run, swim, walk, whatever) not because it is doing us good, we do it because we enjoy it and can not help ourselves.
Press on.
Exactly, I ride because I must.
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