Isn't it strange how when you get on board with something, stuff happens to try and knock you off track? Last week I began my
hard-butt diligent quest for fitness by committing to working out at the school weight room and riding my bike (Nellie) for longer rides. Things went great Monday with strength training leaving me with
noodle arms, but I didn't care.
Tuesday, I went for my ride and after 16 minutes I hear a loud HISS and realize my front tire is going flat as a pancake. This Tuesday happened to be heavy trash pickup in our neighborhood and there is always crap in the street. I looked down and saw a mine field of glass. C'mon people, heard of recycling that stuff?
So, I walked Nellie home and got
Sydney and went for a walk. Determined to get in my exercise quota, I wasn't letting a flat stop me!
Wednesday, they decided to do some work on some pipes at the school. That meant there would be no a/c in the weight room after noon. Who cares, right? I mean you're gonna sweat anyway, eh? So, I go to work out and guess who is in there? The head of the school. He's an okay guy (sometimes) but I felt a little awkward, to say the least. But, whatever. I came to work out...and I did.
Thursday, I took my tire to the bike shop and got a new tube put in. The guy said there was a little chunk of tire missing, but it would probably last for awhile. Got home, put the tire back on Nellie, and we were off. Had a very nice ride (53 minutes) even though it was hot as blazes.
Friday, I decided to skip the strength training because I didn't want to work out with you-know-who. Apparently, he works out up there quite often. So, I went home to ride my bike. Rode for 44 minutes and then my front tire went flat - again. Crap. Double Crap. I knew I should have just bought a new friggin tire. Why do we not listen to that still, small, voice in us? Oh, and I've decided to work out regardless of who is in the weight room. I realize now that I deserve to be there just as much as anyone else.
So, here it is Saturday, and I'm going to the bike shop to get a new tire. I really need to learn how to change a flat myself. I'm going to go to one of the classes they offer so I can get some practice with someone who knows what they're doing. If you ride, and I know there are a lot of you now - Woo Hoo! be prepared! Don't get stranded far from home with a flat. I ride very close to home and the farthest I've had to walk my bike is a mile, but that was tough. You can carry and extra tube with you and they make very small hand pumps.
Now, on to the stupid head tricks. I signed up for Facebook (again) but I don't know that many people so it's really a waste for me. Anyway, I decided to look up my ex. Much to my despise, he's still alive and has a life. Why I've been thinking about a person who caused me so much pain and heartache, I don't know. It's been years since he left my life (and my son's life) and yet I can still let him make me feel like shit. Too, bad, there's not a way to wipe only the bad memories out of your head. Instead, I can't remember what I had for lunch yesterday unless I write it down.
Have a good weekend. Be prepared. Don't dwell on the past. And, don't forget to drink your water. (sorry,
Roxie, I'm kinda copying you today!)