It's 1 am. I am in a tent in someone's backyard in Hull Iowa and I am freezing. The breeze outside would be a pleasant refreshment most days but paired with Charlie's snoring is adding to my discomfort. Oh great. I hear raindrops tapping on the top of the tent. When you wake up in the night like this you usually need to visit the little room down the hall. Tonight that little room is up the hill and across the parking lot of a church or around a cluster of tents up a stairs into a house and downstairs into the basement. As if on cue a response to my cold predicament is heard from a group of people some blocks away as they let out a huge laugh. I wish this comic relief would relieve some other things. In a few short hours I will be donning my official "Pedaling for Parkinson's" kit ( cycling clothes). The big yellow tandem will carry us 69 miles to another host house. Agh now firecrackers. There are 7 people with Parkinson's riding on our team of 65. Tonight we introduced ourselves at dinner. Later we attended a local support group meeting and each gave a little talk. There will be a few more opportunities to share our stories of the effect of exercise on the symptoms of PD. For now? Wrapping up in my blanket and trying to sleep .
Brrr where is my nice warm camper?
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