It's spring at last, and time to get yourself in shape for summer. One of the great exercises around, that's particularly easy on the joints, is cycling.
I forgot what chemotherapy does to the body other than killing cancer cells.The memories, along with the side effects, have returned. The changes to my digestive system and my thinning hair have spoken loudly that "the cancer's back."
I used to believe that all stories had a beginning, middle and end. While in the most obvious of ways, Brett's death was a finite end; it would take years for me to realize not only that the three of us could make a pleasing new life but that doing so meant rewriting our story.
I've concluded that I can either sit at home and watch TV feeling sorry for myself or I can get my ass to the gym and feel good about myself.
Yes, it was beautiful, but we weren't here to look. We were here to climb, and through that prism, it was a huge, foreboding, snow-covered monolith that seemed impossible to reach let alone climb and summit.
This has been a year full of challenges for the LIVESTRONG Foundation, to be sure, but the recent press narrative surrounding the Foundation has me thinking of the old Mark Twain quote: "The reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated."