Our story - the beginning NYTimes, Huffington Post article by Riva Greenberg. After he was grown and gone, one day I was at lunch with my eldest son, Phil. He has Type 1 diabetes. He had been gone from home for ten years, graduated from college, started TeamType1 now Team Novo Nordisk. He was eating sushi. I went into "T1D" mom mode and asked "Phil, don't you need more carbs?" He looked at me and said "If I never had to eat again, I would be happy." I FORGOT - I forgot what a relentless disease my son had. I was heartbroken and so angry at my stupidity. He has to live daily with it (injections, fingersticks, diet, cost of insulin) and balance his food intake to quantity of insulin and amount of exercise. I do not have to live like that. I just hop on a bike and go. He still does as do millions and millions of kids and adults. I am riding to fund research for a cure. I am riding thousands of miles. His relentless disease has made me relentless on a bike. Would you please support my relentless pedaling to cure this never ending disease?
Please help me make my $6,000 goal. It cost him at least that much money each year to stay alive. I am training everyday on my bike which is not even close to the difficulty of living with Type 1 Diabetes (for millions and millions of people).