When the words of Jayne Anderson started to run through my mind, I knew this transition onto the bike would surely resemble the ride we shared out to Liberty Lake last Friday. Bracing myself against 25mph winds, my legs churning with a harder effort than what should have been necessary on nearly flat roads, I asked her how she handled the mental challenge of watching your pace slow to 13mph as a result of moving against the wind. She told me to simply relish the fact that I am on my bike, healthy enough to pedal, as some people cannot even do that. And so the rest of our ride Friday, I had the opportunity to share time and conversation with someone who has not only shown me what real friendship is, but how much it is embellished with time spent outside, along the river, among the blooming bushes, and overwhelmed by flowers whose scents are exemplified as a result of the warm sunshine. On more than one occasion, the wind that made us grip our handlebars a little harder caused us to bu
Meghan Faulkenberry - Retired Professional Triathlete