By Rochelle E.B. Gilken
I swam in alligator-infested lakes. I went rock climbing without a harness. I fought until I was bloody in a boxing ring.
But I was never more nervous about my mortality than I was while preparing to embark on this journey: a death-defying bike ride from Linton Boulevard and A1A to the Ritz Carlton in Manalapan.
It may not sound frightening, but I calculated the odds.…
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