Here we are, three days post P4P2011. I want to start off by saying that this is my third time trying to sit down and write this recap. I haven’t been able to quite find the right words to fully capture everything I’d like to share with all of you, so let’s hope this time I can get it all down…
We all knew this year was going to be big. Not only because the even gets bigger every year (physically and emotionally), but also because the cause was going to touch many of us on a much deeper level. The event was to benefit the CT chapter of the MS Society/Team Jenifer. I talked a little bit about Pedal and about Jen, who the event honored, in a previous post, but I have to say something again, because Jen’s strength, determination, and all around awesomeness simply blew me away again on Sunday.
Leading up to the event, I was nothing short of extremely excited. I have, for the past 4 years, felt like P4P was my Christmas not on Christmas. It is the day I most look forward to on the calendar. There is just something amazing about being able to take the one thing you are most passionate about and use it to do something good. That is exactly what P4P is for me. However, I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t nervous as well. Other than the Monday before, the last time I’d been spinning (due to class schedules and lack of rides) was probably in January. I was riding three hours and wasn’t sure how my body, or my mind for that matter were going to fare. All that fear and anxiety immediately vanished upon entering the gym though. Jen was the first instructor of the day, and the first instructor for my 3 rides. There was something so powerful in those first 50 minutes. Dare I say more powerful than any of the other 5 hours, with the exception of maybe the group ride at the end with all 5 instructors. I honestly felt like the hour went by so fast, because the only thought in my head (after the initial “OMG. Can’t breathe. So. Out. Of. Shape.”), was how I was here, spinning with someone I look up to so much. A woman who I have found so many similarities with. A women who refuses to let a diagnostic label define her. There were a few moments when I really doubted my ability to finish out the hour, but all I had to do was catch Jen’s eye **first tears of the day** or look at the banner behind the stage and that was enough.
Behind every success is effort,
Behind every effort is passion,
Behind every passion is someone,
With the courage to try.
The energy in the room was on fire all day. There was nothing stopping anyone from doing their part to kick some MS butt. I had a two hour break to enjoy the environment and take LOTS of pictures! The instructors, the riders, and the music all really spoke to this amazing cause during every hour. The second hour I rode was taught by my cousin. Which always proves to be challenging both physically and mentally (she likes to pick songs that make me cry). I knew that I had to save some energy during this ride because I only had an hour in between to rest before my last ride, but all bets were off when it was time to sprint and the song was Pink’s F*ckin’ Perfect. Gets me every time. The sprints were on the chorus (please look the song up if you’ve never heard it) and I had no choice, but to go all out. The song means a lot to me, for a lot of different reasons that aren’t the point of this post, but it also meant a lot to combine this song with spinning–the one thing in my life that makes me feel absolutely perfect. At the end of one of the sprints, I looked over and two of the instructors were mouthing the words to me. It all comes together. **Second tears of the day**
The third hour I rode, also the final hour, is always the most moving for me. All of the instructors get up on stage together and “team teach” the final ride. It is also, without a doubt, the hardest ride because each instructor brings their own strength and determination, as well as their desire to push each other to the absolute limit! 🙂 This year was no different, but the last ride had a little something special about it for me this year. As I looked up to each one of those women, figuratively and literally, I was reminded of what true friendship is and reminded of what it means when you care so deeply for a person, that you will be there to hold their hand through everything. **third tears of the day**
What more can I say really? Other than the day was absolutely amazing, start to finish. This was the 4th year for the event and, by all standards, our best one yet! In the end, we raised over $11,000 to FIGHT MS!!…and had countless more memories!!
It’s funny the way life works. The people you meet, the things you do, the moments that forever stay etched in your heart. I was reminded of something at P4P this year that I often forget; or at least I forget lately. I can’t let my life be defined for me. By a person, by an event, and most definitely not by a diagnosis. No one knows what tomorrow will bring. No one. So why waste precious moments letting your life be defined, instead of defining it yourself?
Live each moment. Give everything you’ve got. Feel the fire inside of your soul. Own it. Hope. Never say never. And, most importantly, let everyone know how much they mean to you…I make sure to tell these 5 women every chance I get!
Thanks for sticking with me! 🙂
Photo Credits: Molly Carta, Karen Butler, Ron Kochman