Hmm...

It's crazy to me that every time I wallow in discouragement, something great comes along and I am shaken out of it.
I don't even know if 'discouraged' is the right word to describe my mentality the past couple of days, but maybe... put-out, disgruntled, puzzled, maybe even overwhelmed.
Today is Sunday-- it is night, meaning it is almost Monday. The day after what is essentially today... so in a sense-- tomorrow-- is Recommitment Day. In essence this means $500 needs to be in the account I've set up and committed towards raising $2,000 in for LLS. Right now there's $430. The donation front has been dead silent since Wednesday. Don't get me wrong-- I am elated and beyond grateful and speechless at the donations that have come it. My parents, my aunt, my teammate, my babysitting family, my pharm professor, and anonymous... so incredibly generous, so incredibly appreciated. I don't want my perplexed-ness at the current standstill to seem like a lack of grattitude for the progress that has already been made. While I'm bewildered at those who have donated in the best way possible, I am also bewildered at the fact that I sent out over 200 letters and can count the number of people who've responded (one way or another) on two hands. I'm sure I'm learning some huge lesson in this process, and trust me I'm very excited to learn what it is. But, in the meantime, if you're planning to donate and just haven't gotten around to it, CARPE DIEM! The time is now, recommitment is just around the corner. If you have already donated-- THANK YOU a thousand times over-- but don't think you've exhausted your helping-potential; you can continue to spread the word to everyone who crosses your path-- EVERYONE. You never know who has been touched by cancer in one way or another, and supposedly people are excited to donate-- it's just a matter of asking. So please tell your friends! Forward them this blog site, forward them my fundraising site, and don't hesitate to give them my contact information so they can ask any questions or express ANY concerns.

A few randoms:

1) I have calluses on my hands from riding my bike everywhere-- does that make me a real biker?
2) My knee is at a standstill-- just like fundraising. I'm really bad at slow progression, much less stagnation! I'm excited that I can do 3 miles, but frustrated that it's still not a comfortable three miles, and that I haven't been able to break through it. Perhaps next week? Maybe when we break $500, I'll also break 3 miles. Worth a shot!
3) I am absolutely terrified when I ride my bike anywhere. As previously mentioned, I ride it EVERYWHERE so I spend a solid amount of time each day in an insanely fearful state. I really think I have a post-traumatic stress issue. It is starting to interfere with my life as I am just bitter and jaded as I ride my bike... 'These darn motorists... no respect for a biker!' I know that's untrue and that I am harboring everything that went with getting doored, but I don't know how to get over it! crazy!


I guess that's it. I always think of little tidbits I want to add on to this thing throughout the day, but then when I sit down to type, my mind goes blank. Rats.

PLEASE DONATE AND PLEASE TELL YOUR FRIENDS!