First off, did I show you my new baby? I don't think I did. Lance Armstrong found him for me on craigslist the other day. I'm now a two-bike woman:
|Aw, who's a pretty baby? Who's a pretty baby?|
|Here's my rougher-tougher baby. We need bike names now.|
My mountain biking friend has been a huge cheerleader for me to start riding. He urges me to go on the bike group rides, he talks me into trying more adventurous routes and distances, etc. That was in the early addiction days. Now he listens to me talk ENDLESSLY about my next ride or whatever cycling thing is on my mind. There's always something. It's the addict in me.
And how happy am I to have reconnected with Susanne from Tummy Like a Banana?? Susanne and Sheila were my two very first blogging friends when I started on my own WLS journey. When Susanne sort of faded from blogging, it was because she had thrown herself headfirst into a cycling addiction of her own. I had greatly enjoyed reading her posts about her new cycling adventures, but in a "hmm, bicycling, that's interesting...for you, maybe" sort of way. You know, when you're happy your friend found an interest, but you don't think it's one you'd share. I felt that way about Kim and her running forever. :) Yes, yes, buddy, go run. Fascinating.
And then you get into the addiction yourself. I was thinking of it today like this. I never used to have a passion. You know, when someone asks you what your passions are? Generally on an online dating site questionnaire, haha. Oh, I don't know. My kids. That's about all I could muster. A coworker here is into Search and Rescue, that's a passion. There's a SCUBA diver. A world traveler. Me, I like watching Dexter. I was game for generally any activity (not usually of the physical exercise variety, though, haha). Road trip, winery tour, whatever.
Passions. Now I gots me some passions. I am still lumping running into this, although I consider myself on the wary-injured list. (Although, did I tell you I am doing PT 2x/wk until the Snohomish River Run on 10/28? This half marathon will be completed, I tell you. My PT says that I should have come in at least four weeks ago, but he's working with what he's got.)
Cycling. It's all I think about! I lost my train of thought, though. I had gone back through and devoured all of Susanne's old blog entries about cycling and was eating them up, having experienced so many of the same feelings myself. All the excitement, all the fun! Then Sheila emailed me and said, "hey, you should get in touch with Susanne, it would be fun for you guys to talk about this together." Well, duh! I emailed Susanne and we have been happily buzzing back and forth with lots and lots of talk of cycling and all its related goodness, including cute boys in bicycle clubs. You know I'm lookin', haha.
Today I had lunch with my good friend T, who I know to be a cyclist - one of the "out of my league" variety. No way, she says! She is super stoked to start riding with me, her husband doesn't ride and she sort of fell off doing it. But she did the STP:(Seattle to Portland) last year and she loves riding! We are going out for a long ride next Sunday. I've been barraging her with other riding opportunities, like the CBC STP Training Series, and she's totally on board to come along. HOW EXCITING!!
Next year, I've got plans:
- I am doing a triathlon. Because I'm a strong swimmer, I'm not afraid of swimming in lakes (a lot of people are, you know!) and if I'm already running and biking, well, I just feel obligated to do a triathlon.
- Maybe the STP? Everyone should do it once.
- More interestingly, I'm looking at these very fun 4-day cycling tours around the region.
- And there's tons and tons of one or two day type cycling events around here. Races and rallies and treks, OH MY! Count me in!!
(umm, apparently in 2013 I plan on becoming quite wealthy, and either child-free or my children will have to jump on the cycling-addiction train, haha)
So, you know I'm having my tummy tuck surgery on 11/12. I am very, very excited about it. Plan on having to look at lots of pictures of my bare midriff. I've already made you look at my nekky "before" picture, and you don't wanna see the one that I've made Kim and Tina look at, haha. Talk about proving my case for the need for plastic surgery! (It's a forward-bend picture, and it'll make your eyes bleed.)
Here's how addicted to cycling I am. I am already very put out about how long the surgery will keep me off my bike. Really rather vexed about it. I've become so exercise-enamored that I am taking brisk walks at lunch just for the heck of it. I'm not trying to lose weight (well, I am beating down the scale a little bit), I am getting plenty of exercise on my bike, and still, I'm just out there whoring for endorphins. :)