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Depending on your own two feet to get you where you want to go is a great thing. Putting two wheels under your feet adds speed and power to your determination to get up and go!
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Don’t Psych Yourself Out!
The Mountain Sometimes we focus on the mountain. We become fixated on the seemingly insurmountable obstacle we would never even dream of overcoming. Ironically, it’s the self-defeating language we speak to our inner selves that leads to poor imagination. We predetermine we are not able to do, to conquer, to overcome what is before us then we lay down and play dead… or put our heads in the dirt… or crawl into caves for extended hibernations. Alternatively, we can choose to simply look at the mountain for what it is: something that has multiple sides and levels. There is always a way up, over, around, under and through it. Be…
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Hospice Racing Is an End-of-Life Celebration
When lifelong cyclist Wally Ghia, 74 years old, found himself in hospice care, he embraced the time he had left in the saddle to inspire others in his situation.
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Bike the Boros: Staten Island
Bike the Boros: Staten Island The downhill on the other side of this hill was a mix of reward and terror, like: a lil’ bit of "Oh yay! Downhill!" with a lot of “Oh shit! This is treacherous!” It was a steep, winding downhill road with no shoulder to speak of, two-way traffic with a lot of pot holes, a couple of stop signs peppering the decline and a couple of hairpin sharp turns coming off the hill thrown in for good measure. Not for the faint of heart. But who knew that was coming?
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First ride of the season & Tour de Cure ATL
In 2011, I decided to start cycling. I connected with someone who was an avid cyclist and very knowledge about the cycling community in New York City. She introduced me to her bike shop and I got fitted for my first serious bike. I went with a hybrid. In May 2012, I rode in my first event, the Five Boro Bike Tour in NYC. I was off to a strong start… and very enjoyable. I don’t think I thought seriously about racing, but it turned out that I thoroughly enjoyed the touring events through the City and countryside. During the last ride of the 2012 season, I got hit by a…
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I used to be an athlete.
I used to be an athlete: “Luckily for me, the body remembers. Muscle memory – I just have to get myself moving.” Halfway through the assessment, she observed, “You need a sergeant. Someone to push you. You are capable of so much more than you think. I’m really impressed with you.”
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2015 in review
2015 in review
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Song & Verse: Feeling some Jilly from Philly (Jill Scott)
Songs from Jill Scott's "Light of the Sun" CD. Released in June 2011, but it's new to me...
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Quick Links to get up & walk, ride or fly’s 2012 Summary of Lessons
All writings by LaShawnda Jones unless otherwise noted. Summary of Lessons Learned in September 2012 Summary of Lessons Learned in October 2012 Summary of Lessons Learned in November 2012 Summary of Lessons Learned in December 2012
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Summary of Lessons Learned in December 2012
by LaShawnda Jones Click on the passage to read the full post. Enjoy and Happy New Year to all! Lesson of the season: Our true strength comes from within – from the indwelling Spirit of Christ sustaining us. What you cannot do for yourself, the Holy Spirit will guide and carry you through. This was by far one of the loneliest physical moments of my life, yet I had never been more sure of God’s presence being with me. In that regard, it was by far one of the most enlightening moments of my life. Lesson 2: When we are able to accept our greatness with a humbleness of spirit…
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Last ride of the season.
In September 2012, I collided with an SUV eleven miles into a fifty mile route of an organized ride through New Jersey and New York City. The ride was called, “Escape New York” and was billed as the last ride of the season. After colliding with the SUV, in fact even as I was still sitting in the middle of he street, two ride marshalls approached me. Their first questions were: “Can you get up?” and “Can you finish the ride?” There was a part me that just wanted to lay there prone on the ground until someone came to lift me up and carry me home. But that’s not…
