AIDS Lifecycle: Why Do We Do This?

Since my last update, we all have biked another 180 or so miles, and we are about 75 percent of the way to Los Angeles. With a full 90-mile day tomorrow and 63 miles on the final day (Saturday), we will cruise into L.A. with a full 545 miles and many sore muscles.

Today was Red Dress Day. What started as a symbolic measure to wear red in the spirit of the famous AIDS ribbon, the day has turned into an all-out costume party on two wheels. We saw body paint, geisha gowns, tutus and a variety of skirts, minis, bridesmaid dresses and even graduation gowns. The key to riding success on red dress day is to wear something smart and functional, leaving plenty of room for your legs to power the bike.

As for my dress of choice, I went for a 1920s bright red flapper dress. I was not alone.

I am constantly impressed as to why professional people would take a week's vacation to develop a sore butt and not have even a single vacation cocktail (that's tough!). While some participate to get in shape while supporting a worthy cause, for most riders the reasons are more personal.

For me, my partner Rich has been HIV+ for 10 years. I also have many close friends who are HIV+ and I'm doing this ride for all of them. Maybe that dollar you donated to my ride will help keep someone alive and well one more day. Many people who I ask, "Why are you here?" tell me of ex-partners, brothers, uncles, friends and various loved ones who succumbed to AIDS. I rode for several miles behind a rider today with a photo of his deceased partner on a teddy bear attached to his backpack.

Lorri Jean, CEO of the LA Gay and Lesbian Center (one of the organizations benefiting from the ride) told the group of losing many of her close friends to AIDS in the 1980s. We have come a long way in supporting people with HIV and AIDS but still have work to do. This ride will continue until we find a cure.

I've learned this entire experience is about support and hope and I'm happy to do what I can. I have definitely shed a tear or two listening to my co-riders' stories and have learned much about myself in the process.

Now, back to red dress day. I looked fabulous. See you in Los Angeles.

Photos courtesy of Dan Estabrook.