When you loose someone close to you who was doing something that they loved...
This will be hard. I know I have not blogged in a little while. Actually the last post was drafted quite a few weeks ago but had a busy, sad month. Recently my family and friends lost someone very young in a cycling collision. His name was Kevin Hurley, and he was the best kind of guy I know. The last few weeks we have celebrated his work, education, sport and life accomplishments. There is actually too many to describe on this post. He was a social rockstar and was very caring when he conversed with you. He always tried to live each day as though it was his last; he was notorious for squeezing so much stuff into one day that he could nap on demand to recharge when the opportunity presented itself. He was always the first one to pass out at a party then wake up to be the life again 30 minutes later. Actually Kevin introduced my brother, Matt to cycling which years later my brother convinced me to start. We actually have the same bike. Kevin was getting in a quick 50 km ride b