at least for another year...
We now rest, slowly unpacking and returning to our old lives that we might have forgotten...
We slowly become accustomed to regular toilets and showers again, learning to start cooking for ourselves and not having to get completely dressed to use the bathroom in the middle of night.
We clean our bikes, and think back at the days when we hated it... groaning every time we had to get back on it and ride to the next rest stop... getting used to eating indoors again, and our legs not groaning from riding day after day...
Slowly we pick back up our lives, looking at TV, and checking our email... we send out thank you and congratulations to roadies and our fellow riders - new friends that we met on the ride, we start to type up thank you letters and notes to send to our donors.
We upload our camera's into our computers and wonder why I didn't take as many photos I wanted, or why I took so damn many...
We laugh and cry, remembering moments that were personal, send emails to friends asking about people who were hurt on the ride, hoping that they are okay.
We wonder, some of us, will we do this again next year? and if we don't what about the year after that?
For some of us, one year is enough, for others, they never feel really alive unless they can connect to this big family of love that we call the Life-Cycle.
So we join the discussion boards and plan rides together, and once again we start to plan next year's red dress.
Training season starts in five months, and the ride does not end until AIDS does.
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