Bike MS

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I will be the first to tell you that I am not big on exercising.  At least not on the actually ACT of exercising.  I love the theory of it - taking care of your body, extending your life, increasing your endorphin levels, becoming stronger and more balanced... but if it requires me to become the least bit uncomfortable, I'd rather pass.

I'd also be the first to tell you that I'm passionate about many things.  The first probably because my introverted, shy, and rather passive personality does not leave me big on expressing these passions.  If it will cause contention or disagreement, count me out.  If I have to speak in public, eek.  If I have to defend myself against a difference of opinion, I'll keep my mouth shut.

Now what if there was something that could get me off my lazy butt and support a cause that I care deeply about?  What if I could get myself to exercise and get all those benefits while using my voice to spread a message?  Well wouldn't you know it, there is!


As many of you know, my mom was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis in the early 90s.  MS is a chronic disease of the nervous system, which in my Mom's case has left in a wheelchair with limited mobility in only one arm.  But you know what it hasn't attacked?  Her joy.  Her vibrancy.  Her heart for people and for God.  Her ability to know exactly what to say when I need to hear it.  It hasn't changed the way that people are drawn to her.  In fact, people want to know what makes her smile, what gives her joy, and what keeps her going.

So I ask you to help me keep her fighting.  This year Zach and I are participating in Bike MS, a charity ride through the National MS Society.  We will be riding 92 miles over two days through Sonoma, California.  We are riding because she can't.  The National MS Society is the leading provider of programs and services for people in our community living with MS.  They invest more money in MS research than any other volunteer driven health organization in the world.  Our goal is to raise at least $1000 in the fight against MS - and we'd love to blow this goal out of the water.  Whether this sounds like a little or a lot, every dollar helps in the fight against MS.  So a little or a lot, I'm asking you to please consider making a contribution.  There are several ways to do this.

  • You can contact me directly and write or mail a check
  • You can donate to our campaign online at http://main.nationalmssociety.org/goto/CarolsHandprints  Simply click on the Donate Now button on the right.  
  • You can donate specifically to Zach or myself.  Just select our name from the bottom of the roster.  
  • Join us in our ride!  We would love to have you ride alongside us!  
We are just a few of Carol's Handprints.  She has left a lasting mark on so many of us.  There isn't a person she's met whom she hasn't touched.  Thank you in advance for your generosity, for fighting for her and for all the incredible people like her.



To find out more about the National MS Society, Bike MS, and where your money goes, click on the links below:





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