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Jun 07 2009
AIDS LifeCycle - the Recap Print E-mail
Sunday, 07 June 2009
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AIDS LifeCycle - the Recap
Joining
Raising Funds
Get Ready
Cycling Gear
Camping Gear
Preparing
Orientation Day
Opening Ceremony
Riding Rules
Riding Day
Camping It
Breakfast
The Riders
The Volunteers
Medical/Mechanical
Conclusion
One of the most important services is geared towards ensuring that the riders can, actually, ride. Medical staff is plentiful, professional, competent, and friendly. If feels like being in a private hospital, at times, with so many tending to pampering your health, I found myself more than once thinking that a fall with injury might be better than riding the last 20 of 100 miles (just kidding!).

Same is true for the mechanical staff, which seems to be provided by sponsors of the ride. Those guys, in addition, don't charge an arm and a leg for replacement parts (tires and inner tubes, for instance, are cheaper than at the local store), and they know their bikes.

Every rider has, in addition to all the medical and mechanical treatments required, a free chiropractic session and a (somewhat laughable) 15 minute massage session. I didn't get either one of mine, and seeing the line at camp, I understand the 15 minute limit.



 
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Newsflash

We made it! After a solid week of riding, 2000+ cyclists from all walks of life reached Los Angeles, yours truly one of many amongst them. It was amazing, an experience quite impossible to forget, almost a little life of its own.

Funny thing is, I still can't stop talking about it. Everyone I see gets treated to a first hand account of the ride, because so much of what I am thinking about right now is just the last week and all the things that happened.

Really, if you want to treat yourself to an experience quite unlike any other one you've had - try AIDS LifeCycle. I am not saying it's going to be easy, I am not saying it's going to be just fun. Somewhere between the atrocious coffee, the face caked in mud made of sweat and road dust, and the smell of port-a-pits you'll hate anyone that ever suggested you partake. But I guarantee, once it's over, you'll talk about it until your grandchildren reach retirement age.

 

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