Not a lot happening in the New York City besides riding back and forth to work on the bikeway.

Winter has really set in. There are some bicycle commuters that I see everyday,no matter how cold or how windy!

We give each other that little nod of acknowledgement and smile as we pass in the freezing cold and high winds. I can’t help but wonder,

Do they wonder who I am? 

Do they wonder about each other?

I wonder if they’d be interested in finding out about each other?

I think I should try to find out!

Wonder what keeps them going?

Really liked this story so I passed it on to you…..

Hemet man bikes to help self, others

Tuesday, January 5, 2010

By DIANE A. RHODES

Special to The Press-Enterprise


After he was diagnosed with Parkinson’s disease in November 1995, Jim Wetherell plunged into a deep depression that no therapist or medication could combat.
While the diagnosis was not a death sentence, it was an end of life as Wetherell knew it. He had to give up his job as a tour bus driver. His relationship with his wife fell apart. So he moved from San Francisco to Hemet.
To help with the anxiety caused from the disease, he started riding a recumbent two-wheeled bicycle. He soon switched to a three-wheeled version.
“I thought I could deal with some of the stress by pedaling it away,” said Wetherell, 66. After a while, one of his biking buddies asked him where his tremor went. That is when he realized that cycling had more benefits that he knew.
In 2001 he started a Web site to offer information, support and inspiration to patients and caregivers: www.inevergiveup.org.
“I wanted a name people would remember,” he said about choosing the nickname “Parky” as he set out to “take the park out of Parkinson’s.”
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Diane A. Rhodes / Special to The Press-Enterprise
Jim Wetherell took the nickname “Parky” in his fight against Parkinson’s disease. One of the ways he deals with stress is riding his recumbent tricycle, maintaining a regimen of 20 miles a day. In May, he hit the 50,000-mile mark.