完形填空
Several years ago, I started the experience of riding a bike. At first, I thought it was only a 1 ride. But as I built up strength, my friends encouraged me to try some longer 2 . The first one was a 150-mile journey. It was an activity to raise money to fight against cancer(癌症).
When I signed my name, the 3 seemed great. But as the time for the ride came closer, I was not sure about myself. I didn't really want to 4 all those miles for two days.
The ride began on a Sunday morning in the Georgia countryside, 5 for the first few hours I felt wonderful. This was just the 6 I had imagined. But by the end of the day, I felt tired. I was sure I'd have to 7 .
As I topped the hill, the nice sunset 8 me going for a few minutes more. Then in the distance, I saw a rider riding very slowly. I 9 that the person looked different in some way, but I couldn't tell why. I tried my best to catch up. There she was, with a determined smile on her face, riding 10 but steadily(稳地) — she had only one leg.
She caught 11 attention at that moment. I was uncertain about my body for a whole day. But now I knew it wasn't the body, but the 12 that would help me reach my goal.
It rained all the 13 day. I kept on without complaining , although I 14 saw the one-legged biker again. And at the end of the day, still feeling 15 , I completed the 150-mile journey.
