- my brother Rick, a colon cancer survivor
- Rick's wife Diane
- his daughter Mindy
- his son Mitchell and wife Michelle
- his best friend David, wife Annette, and daughter Holly
|Team Rick in Front of a Giant Colon|
David, Mindy, Rick, Me, Annette, Holly, Mitchell, Michelle, Diane
I rode out to White Rock Lake with Rick, Diane, and Mindy, having reluctantly crawled out of their comfy guest bed at 5:45 A.M. Here we are looking relatively bright-eyed and bushy-tailed a little after 7.
The frigid morning (41 degrees F/5 Celsius) reminded me a lot of day one of the Susan G. Koman 3-Day. But I wore lots of layers, and once we got to walking and talking, only my feet were cold. (I wore my Five Finger shoes, of course.)
Mindy managed to take the shot below while walking backward just in front of me.
"Slow down," she said.
"No, you speed up," Rick said.
"I'm walking backward," she protested.
"So this is the best I can do." Not bad!
There was lots of slightly off-color humor, all in good taste--enough to make us laugh even at 7 on a Saturday morning. Check out the Nothing Butt Fun team, for example:
|Those Are Plastic Booties|
And some of the T-shirt slogans were hilarious:
|It's Your DUTY to check your BOOTY|
|Stay in the Clear - Check Yo Rear|
|Rick and Me After Race|
All to soon we were crossing the finish line together and waiting for Rick to take his place with the other survivors on the small stage. I can't tell you how thankful I am that Rick is alive and well, coming up on his 10-year anniversary this spring. "We'll party until the police come," he said.