So, I biked to 27 of my 34 treatments. I had promised my radiation oncologist (who also rides a bike) that I would quit when I had to drop into the last cog on bike while climbing the BU Bridge. The BU Bridge was never a mountain in the before times. It wasn't even a hill.
I'm done with my treatments. Now patiently waiting to heal, and hoping that I can return to the roads one day, and climb mountains too.
-mr. bill