Sderot

Instead of waking up with a good morning I love you, we were greeted with an announcement that the bike route was changed due to a security risk as there was an incident at the Gaza crossing. I can't imagine what it would be like to live in constant fear of rocket attacks. One town that has been the recipient of multiple rocket attacks from Gaza is the town of Sderot. The decision to go into town was not an easy one. In fact, I wrestled with it most of the night. On the one hand, we wanted to pay tribute to their courage and on the other hand I was sacred. But the greetings of smiling children as we rode into town made it all worthwhile. We met the Assistant Mayor and the ride along with our team donated bikes to the town. Hopefully, the bikes will bring relief to the daily suffering the inhabitants endure. 72 miles through the desert and with temperatures reaching 100 degrees, we arrived safely and with many body aches at the kibbutz. At first, I thought that I was seeing a mirage of massage students when we pulled in. When I discoverd that they were real, my body had a big smile.