Sunday before last  was a quiet Sunday at my house. We’d worked hard on Saturday and it was a beautiful morning. We talked about taking our bikes for a ride. Instead we stayed home. It’s funny how life happens.

About 9:30 we heard the sounds associated with an accident. The rescue personnel rushing to assist. Later I saw a post on facebook saying two cyclists were hit on River Road. I thanked God I was lazy and choose to sit and drink coffee rather than ride. You see, had I ridden I would have been on River Road, on my bike.

We have all heard the saying that goes something like this, ‘but for the grace of God, there go I’.

The cyclists who were killed, David and Trey Doolittle, were a father and son out for a training ride. They were triathletes. It was such an unnecessary loss. My heart aches for their family and friends.  I unfortunately know how hard it is to lose someone to an accident. It is a pain that never quite abates.

On Sunday, I was working at Azalea Fest but Jenn was able to participate in the memorial ride. She graciously stopped along the way to take some photos to send to me. After my day was done, I rode by just to see the ghost bikes and to pay my respects.

Yesterday I saw this video posted, and wanted to share it with those who, like me, were unable to participate in the ride.

This accident was caused by the actions of a careless individual. I have no tolerance for those who drink and then operate any machinery! However, this could just as easily been caused by someone texting while driving, or playing with the radio.

My call to action is to live in the moment you are in! If you are driving, then drive. Distracted driving is just as bad as drunk driving! and lastly

Watch Out For Cyclists!

We’re Everywhere!!