It had been a long time since I took an actual bath, but by 9:00 PM Sunday night I was laying back in the tub filled with hot water and Epsom salts, with a cold beer in my hand.
I wasn't so much tired as I was engulfed in images from the weekend. I mean, yes my bum hurt, almost to the point it was numb. But my muscles had long ago stopped complaining.
I wanted to do something, but didn't know what to do. Food was on the way, so I couldn't linger too long. Yes food, another beer, and perhaps a bit of sleep. I did have to work after all.
Originally I had thought of taking a vacation day and staying down in Niagara, but what a waste of a perfectly good vacation day, I'd much rather go in to work and suffer quietly.
Well, if you've managed to read this far, Congratulations! But more importantly, I'd like to thank you for your support.
You all have different reasons for supporting me, there is no right or wrong reason. Some I believe, remember Vicky and do so in her memory, others because they believe in the work done by the Princess Margaret Hospital, others still who may question the need to raise funds, and/or the ability to delivery improvements in cancer care, but you believe in me, and in doing so give your money without hesitation, I couldn't ask for a better commendation from you all.
14.5 Million dollars raised on the ride to Conquer Cancer, June 13/14th.
It is quite an achievement and the money will be well spent. I may have mentioned this before, but I'll say it again anyway.
If it is money that will find ways to better treat cancer, find ways to prevent it, and even find a cure, then let's throw as much as we can at it and see what happens. Some people pray and hope for a miracle, I've tried that, and I know I'm not a good Christen, but that's not supposed to matter is it. Perhaps I'm too pragmatic, but what the hell, we've tried everything else, more money, more research, I don't care if some drug company wants to make a buck, lets find a cure!
I know the last thing I want to hear is that one of you, or your loved ones has been diagnosed with cancer, and I would suspect that at least one or two of you would not want me to be told I have cancer.
Here I am more than a month after and feeling quite normal. I no longer cringe when I see a bicycle seat. So I was asked, will I do it again in 2011? I don't know, it's too far off to tell, but for sure I will be doing something, whether it's the ride, or the walk, or perhaps I'll become a volunteer and help people along the route...
Thank you.
Sincerely,
Gordon
