recovering is strong
eating is strong
ignoring the voices is strong
refusing to give in is strong
recovering is not weak
My family just had a group of 8 cyclists, from New Hampshire and various surrounding states, staying at our house. Their support team (1-2 other cyclists and 2 people driving the truck and trailer with their supplies), were also staying with us. These great teenagers were all from St. Paul’s School, a private boarding school, and they’re raising money for Ride2Recovery, which supports programs to benefit mental and physical rehabilitation of wounded U.S. soldiers. In total, they’re biking over 3,500 miles from Oregon to New Hampshire, and when they stopped at our house in Idaho for their first rest day after a week of biking they had completed over 600 miles.
If you’d like to learn more about the team or donate (they’re hoping to raise at least $100,000, which is definitely attainable if people pitch in), click here. I’d encourage all of you to at least check it out. It’d also be great to have this reblogged to spread the word. Thank you!
Don’t mistake my kindness for weakness. I am kind to everyone, but when someone is unkind to me, weak is not what you are going to remember about me.