Early last year my friend crashed during a bike ride and broke her right femur. With awe-inspiring determination and hard work, she was back riding again within a few months and in less than six months completed a 90-mile ride in the mountains of southwestern Virginia. Yesterday she had another crash, and is now awaiting surgery to repair a broken left femur. Word is that this break is not as bad as the one last year, but still. I can't even believe it happened, I can only imagine what she is going through.

One good thing of note -- I am again touched and grateful that we have a great bike club with many people who do whatever it takes to help when someone is in need. One person stayed with my friend while another rode the last few miles to the end of the ride, got his car and drove back to get them. Then they and another friend took her to the hospital. Several others joined them there, stayed with her, brought in food for dinner, kept her spirits up.

I do consider myself lucky to know so many caring people.