My friend, whose MS diagnosis a few years ago got me started on my biking and fundraising adventures, took this picture of me skiing a few weeks ago.
Just like I pretend to be a hard-core cyclist, I pretend to be a competent skier. (I posed for the photo, pretending to go fast.) Today is a crummy icy day in Mpls, and I'm going to escape by packing up my skis and heading to my parents' cabin, where I can keep up this charade.
I'm feeling very grateful these days for my health and the ability to try a range of activities, despite my lack of skill. MS can be so devastating in terms of affecting one's mobility, and I hope we can find a cure.
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