In the course of our conversations, we found that we both enjoyed cycling. I rode, very irregularly, usually alone. I needed someone to push me. We rode together a few times.
I really got much more into cycling when Sandy began Sunday morning rides, preparing for the MS 150. In those days, a Sunday ride was usually Sandy, me and another rider or two. We would begin at Cherokee High School. The rides were what I called Sandy’s Sadistic Sunday Rides, as they always seemed to be on a hot, humid day, and ended climbing the hill leading to Cherokee.
The group started to grow and I rode in, I believe, the second Team Evesham MS ride. I met a couple of other guys on the ride and discovered that they had been riding on Friday mornings. I could too.
Not even knowing their full names, we started riding together, from Panera, every Friday. We were not very creative then, and our rides seemed to always be to Atsion Lake and back. More people found out about our somewhat casual Friday rides, and it soon became an official Team Evesham ride, and Ross and I became the de facto ride leaders.
As I find appointment based exercise to work best for me, I try never to miss a Friday or Sunday ride. I arrange my schedule around those rides. I find it very comforting that, if I am late, or not at ride, I get a text or call asking where the hell are you? I imagine that I have been on something like 500 Team Evesham rides. I don’t think I could have imagined 10 years ago that, today, after a typical Sunday ride, I would say we only did 35 miles
TE has been a great journey, so far. As I said when presenting Sandy with a Community Service Award last summer, Team Evesham has become much more than a bike club. It has become a community, with many friendships created that go far beyond cycling. When my buddy asks can you imagine us doing this when we are 80?, I always respond “every day!”