On a personal note

A message from David Carter to Bryce Walsh.

NOTE: If you haven’t read the earlier post yet, do it now.

Dear Bryce:

You did it. You freaking did it, man.

The array of feelings I’m experiencing today is indescribable, let alone the feelings themselves. No words.

I have to admit, it never occurred to me that you were capable of something so huge. Not that I thought you weren’t either — it just never occurred to me, never crossed my mind. I knew you were capable of great things, yes. But this — this is on an entirely different scale.

When this dawned on me — when the gravity of your accomplishment took hold — I was stunned. Stunned. You mean to tell me that I’ve called this man a close friend for 20 years, and he was capable of this feat? I had no idea, none. You’ve absolutely floored me.

Over the last couple of days, I’ve wondered aloud if you will be different when I next meet you, because I felt that an accomplishment of this scale just fundamentally changes a person.

Well, now I am quite sure that the next time we meet, I will meet a different person. But it will be as much because my perception of you has changed — because I’ve changed — as any change that has taken hold within you.

You may not realize exactly what you’ve accomplished here. It will probably take days to really register.

You’ve done far more than achieve victory over a monumental personal challenge, or carve your name in its rightful place on a very short list of the planet’s elite athletes.

You’ve changed people’s perceptions. And, for some of us, for those close to you, dramatically so.

We all have people who we have not met — famous people — who by the very nature of their extraordinary accomplishments, inspire us deeply. For some, these may be sports legends: the Hank Aarons and the Muhammad Alis. For others, world leaders. Still others, artists.

But, when someone close to you accomplishes a feat of this magnitude, it’s altogether entirely different. Inspiration is too small a word, and we are left wanting for another word, which the English language cannot produce.

Bryce, everyone who knows you — me, your family, and every single person who has visited this site (and re-visited, and re-visited, and commented, and checked the site before doing anything else in the morning or before they go to sleep — you know who you are) — every one of us has been elevated along with you in your accomplishment.

I can safely say now, that for me personally, that when times get rough, and I want to give up, and everything and everyone seems dead-set against me — when this happens, I will say to myself, “Look at what my friend Bryce did.”

Look at what my friend Bryce did.

I’m so, so proud of you man.

Great ride.

David Carter


5 Responses to “On a personal note”

  1. elle June 23, 2006 at 2:27 pm #

    YAY!!! I don’t know Bryce but somehow you got me all excited about him and the race, and this is very impressive!

  2. Jen June 23, 2006 at 4:10 pm #

    hooray! same as Elle, you don’t know me, Bryce, but carter got me following your ride and man, riding a bike across america is awesome. congrats: you are rad!

  3. Anonymous member of Bryce's crew who owns a bike shop June 24, 2006 at 9:27 am #


    I”ve seen
    you naked wet and cold

    I’ve seen you so tired
    that it made me feel old

    I’ve seen you push far beyond
    all your limits

    And I can’t figure out
    just what your gimmick

    my man
    my neighbor
    my friend

    I rode in the van with
    all the peeps till the end

    Fierstein snored
    I was bored
    Thomas was cool
    And the girls totally ruled!

    No one got out- voted
    kicked out or demoted

    And we slept
    ate and breathed
    the exhaust you were kickin’

    Cuz you rode that damn bike
    with the legs of a chicken

    But now it’s over my friend
    and I want you to know

    Like the postman I’ll follow
    your ass through
    rain sleet or snow

    Because this is the beginning of more
    great crazy things

    And If I have my way we will go for the ring…

    You’re the best
    get some rest
    And take care of that body

    I’m going down to the boardwalk
    to chat up a hottie…

    But next year in Chicago
    Jerusalem or Paris
    We will kick some more road ass
    and we won’t be embarrassed

    to yell it out loud
    from the top of the van

    That we ride with the king
    And the king is our man!

    You’re the top of the world my friend,

    Bring it my man bring it,

    — “C”

  4. Thomas Berube June 25, 2006 at 6:23 pm #

    Dave and everyone,

    Don’t worry about Bryce being changed beyond recognition by this acheivement. I drove home from Atlantic City with him and he’s still the same cool, humble, fascinating, gentle and friendly guy we all know and love.


  5. Alicia Corbett June 26, 2006 at 3:32 pm #


    You rock man!! I am so proud of you!!!


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