On The Road Again!

There is nothing in the world that my husband loved more than bike riding. Well, perhaps sitting in the stands and cheering my four sons on during their soccer games. All the things that scared me about bike riding filled him with pleasure -- the speed as he raced down a road or came zooming down a mountain, the wind whipping his face as he pedaled furiously, and the focused exertion needed to climb or descend the mountain and navigate the rocky terrain. For a man who loved to sleep it was these feelings and the exhilaration of the ride that motivated him to get up in the wee hours each Saturday and Sunday. Dan was a world champion sleeper (a trait my four sons inherited from him). He once slept for 18 hours straight after working several days nonstop when he was an Israeli army officer. So getting up at 5 a.m. on a weekend was really something. Saturdays he would join the Beverly Hills Social Climbers, a group of men and women riders in our neighborhood who did road rides of 60 or more miles. On Sundays he would join an all male group of friends that rode up the Santa Monica Mountains. He even completed several "century" rides -- rides of 100 miles. A much-loved part of each of these journeys was the coffee stop that took place either in the middle of the ride or at the end. It was at these "rest stops" that he would socialize with the other riders, exchange stories and celebrate triumphs. It was just one week after he completed the August 2010 Tour de Napa, a century bi...
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