Thursday, May 16, 2013
Riding into Tampa was a real pleasure. The weather was clear,
and everyone got a great night’s sleep at the Clearwater Community Sailing Center. Some of us decided to sleep
out in the open air, where we had a nice breeze and mid-sixties temperatures to
enjoy.
Shortly after dawn, we set off on an eight-mile trek to UPARC, a day facility that trains and
cares for adults with disabilities. We staged up to arrive in two-by-two
formation, and we could not believe the number of clients who greeted us upon
our arrival. At least fifty of UPARC’s
clients shook our hands, asked us for autographs, gave us hugs, and took
pictures with us before we went inside for breakfast. We all sang God Bless
America and the National Anthem lead by one of UPARC’s clients. During breakfast, another of UPARC’s clients, Allison, made a list of who on the team she
thought was cute, and who she didn’t particularly fancy. Ryan Patrick, Mark
Huber, and Curtis Adams made the list immediately, and after a bit of smooth
talking, I’m proud to say I was a late addition. Breakfast was delicious, and
after some heartfelt goodbyes, we made our way to Tampa.
On our ride, a few of our less experienced cyclists showed
some huge improvement. Everyone made good time, and we staged up for a
friendship visit at The MacDonald
Training Center. At the MTC,
adults with disabilities train for jobs in manufacturing, inventory, and other
areas. MTC also employs some of its
clients to package the SunPass© tollbooth transponder. Their art gallery
exemplifies their philosophy, that each person should be able to leave the life
that they choose. MTC took several
people who had been all but given up on and revealed serious artistic ability
within them. Touring the art gallery, it was hard to miss the message—“Never
underestimate anyone, because everyone has hidden talents and potential.”
MTC deals with
people who have a wide variety of disabilities, some more able to communicate than
others. When we met with MTC’s
clients, it didn’t matter if they could speak in full sentences, single words,
or only hand gestures, one thing was abundantly clear: They were excited that
we were coming to the dance tomorrow.
After we left MTC
for the afternoon, we headed to lodging at Bayshore
Christan School. We showered up and headed out for dinner at Taco Bus,
sponsored by an alumnus of Theta Delta chapter: Florida International
University. The team filled up on tacos and burritos before we headed over play
wheelchair basketball with the Tampa Bay
Strong Dogs. We didn’t know going in that the Strong Dogs took second place at the Division 3 Wheelchair
Basketball National Championships. To say that they wiped the floor with us would
be an understatement. We all went to bed with sore shoulders, full stomachs,
and a feeling of relief that tomorrow would be a day off from bicycle riding.
Mark Smith