This will be my second year, riding on the Tartan Hearts, and very quickly, I feel like I've been accepted into the culture that ensues with being a part of the team. The carbs, the laughs, the post-ride stories. All of these great experiences are tied together in one group effort towards support for those who have suffered, and who are currently suffering the many heart conditions and other health problems that exist today.
I joined the Tartan Hearts Team because I know it's founders and they're good friends of mine, but it's not the only reason I'm going to dedicate my blood, sweat, and tears on Sunday June 4th. Ok, sweat for sure :)
-My mother, Zsuzsanna Katalin Lovekin passed away on October 30th, 2013 from terminal brain cancer.
-My grandmother, Caroline Anne Lovekin died of natural causes during her 91st year, in 2015.
-My hungarian cousin, Ferit (Frank), who was always close when we were together, who just passed away on August 15th, 2016
-Both My grandfathers died before I was 2, one of lung cancer, and the other of a heart attack.
I ride for them.
No matter how or when they died, they ALL had collosal impacts and presences in my family, and with them gone, there is an irreplaceable gap, a gap that I'm sure many other riders, walkers, and runers on Sunday can relate to. It is not how we succeed, but how we deal with failure that defines us. It will be on Sunday that I will ride the 75 Km (perhaps even 100!), and along side my fellow Tartan Hearts, and all the others in the event, we will show the world how to cope. To not give up, but to push medical achievement to new heights, as we push our own.
That's why I'm riding, why will you?