RunMyssieRun

From the moment I began this journey, I dedicated myself to doing this full force 110% the way I’m supposed to – the right way – the way my coach tells me to.

Up until today. Forgive me Coach. Today was an exception.

I got a text yesterday asking if I was going to ride because she needed to ride. She needed to ride with someone. Someone she trusted. Someone who understood. Someone who could get her to escape into the wind, under the moonlight and stars and away from the reality of her hurt. She needed to be where the sunglasses hide the tears and the wind sweeps them away from her cheeks before anyone can notice. She needed to be where she and her brother loved to be… on two wheels. She needed to be with someone who understood the loss that she was feeling. The loss of her very first best friend. The loss of the only other person in this world who experienced her childhood memories. The loss of her only sibling, her brother.

This morning, I and three others, Mike, Mike and Cheryl, rode with Maritza so that she could ride for her Joey. It wasn’t our normal Tuesday and Thursday morning ride. It was special.

I had to stay in the back behind her so that she could not see me cry. This was her loss not mine. But the reminder was still too fresh for me as my baby brother was just as dear and a shocking loss way too early. I couldn’t contain my tears. Thankfully, the wind was just as generous sweeping my tears as it was with hers.

Maritza and I popping off the 5AM Wake up ride this morning to share a cup of coffee and have a good old heart to heart. Sometimes strong women need to be allowed to break down for just a while in the safe surroundings of trusted friendships that understand.

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