It's not often I run out of things to say but this blog writing is much harder than I thought. How many ways can I write "I went out on my bike, I cycled for hours and I loved it!". This weekend I dodged the rain and managed 2 rides just over 40 miles and a 60 miler. A grand total of 9 hours in the saddle. Seems a bit nuts when I type it but hey, I never said I wasn't nuts!
I go off into my own little world when I'm out on my bike, just me, the potholes and the drivers to worry about. I can be thinking about anything from what I'll have for my tea to where I want to go on my next holiday or there could even be some random TV theme tune on repeat in my brain. The A-Team is a regular one for some weird reason! I am an 80s child after all!
The last couple of weeks it's been a bit different. I've been thinking about my Mum a lot when I'm out pedalling. She's never far from my thoughts but next week it will be a year since we lost her. The last year has flown by but it was so unexpected the shock at the time makes it seem like a different lifetime. She really was one in a million and when I think of her I think of all the good times. I think of how lucky I am that she gave her family everything she had to give. Of course I think back to this time last year but I have 34 years of happy memories with my Mum to hang on to and that's how I get through.
I would say I'm a pretty positive person, l look forward to the future and make sure I enjoy every moment with family and friends. I'll always be up for a laugh and will give almost anything a go at least once! Looking back there will always be things I could have done differently but I can't change anything.
I would give anything to still have our Mum with us but nothing can bring her back. So I will cycle on and hope that the research into blood cancer will help others in the future. I will work hard for every penny of sponsorship money I raise and I will keep pedalling. Most importantly, I'll keep smiling.