I saw this on the comments from today's post.

I was on BART in San Francisco two days ago. A man was wearing a Fat Cyclist jersey, and looked exhausted, leaning against his bike. I said, “Go Susan,” to him, and he suddenly grinned. Two total strangers, who don’t know you or Susan in person, rooting for your family. All love sent your way.

Her legacy will live on long after her body fails her.