|Sometimes it seems like there are a lot of things getting in the way.|
|And sometimes you just have to figure it out, and make things work...|
Special, subtle cameo by Spencer, the World's Nuttiest Cat (Kim-Com, 2012)
So that day, it turned out once again that expectations can be a lot worse than reality. BG put air in my tires, I took a shot of Gu, I got on my bike and Voila! (again, at 3.0 mph, with a good deal of huffing and puffing), up the hill we
rocketed rode to a local canyon where, after our ride, we were rewarded with this bit of awesomeness:
|In hindsight, maybe this part wasn't the best idea, |
in terms of weight-loss, but Dude, it was good!
Side Note: I notice that many of my anecdotes include a great deal of huffing and puffing on my part. No matter. If it wasn’t so bleeping hard, it would be more difficult to be so impressed with myself each time I get just the tiniest bit better at it!
On one of our walks this week, my friend and I were on a local, paved street that is right near the mountains. We came across a nuts-and-berries-filled-something that could politely be described as “droppings.” Naturally, I assumed it was the leftovers of a lovely, bear breakfast. Naturally, darkness was approaching, and I was a bit freaked out. As we climbed higher, we came across another one, just like the first. This guy was “eliminating” his way up the hill! In the end he was not, as I had feared, waiting to greet us at the top. He was long gone and, as it turns out, wasn’t thinking about me at all! Selfish… Anyway, after the walk, I texted the photo I took of the Evidence, to a certain Eagle Scout that I know. He seems to think that the droppings were those belonging to a fox. Foxes are pretty small, so I felt much better!
|Thought you might enjoy seeing what we saw |
at the top, rather than what we saw on the way up!
On Saturday, Bike Guy had a race. It was down near San Diego, so I went along for the day. As I sat there, with bike racers all around (and not a kickstand in sight), I started thinking that maybe I could/should be inspired by all these racers, from amateur to pro. But then I realized that these people, even the so-called “amateurs” are so completely out of my league that this should not even be counted as the same activity as the bike riding I'm doing. A logical, human response at that point might be to give up, go inside, and have a couple of sandwiches. But not me, baby! Pedal on! The whole idea is to have fun, and do your best. I’m at my level, and they are at theirs. Everybody wins! (Well, truthfully, they might win just a wee bit more, because of race participation and medals and whatnot, but you get the idea…)
In other news, I discovered that my iPhone has a Voice Memo (digital voice recorder) in it. This has come in handy when I’m driving, or otherwise need to be hands free, in order to record my deepest thoughts for posterity (or this blog, whichever comes first). But to tell you the truth, having to endure listening to one’s own voice on playback is a torture that no one should have to endure. So, the free Voice Memo app is a for now solution, since “free” is a decent price, and I haven’t found anything I like better. Having to, literally, listen to my own thoughts is something I’ll just have to learn to live with.
And on the never-ending Indoor Exercise Front, I remembered that I am possibly the owner of several exercise DVD’s, due to my ill-advised joining of a DVD club a few years back. (Did you ever belong to the book/music/DVD club? Nothing was more exciting than getting those products in the mail! Nothing was more frustrating than not sending back the "no thank-you" card in time, when you didn’t want them to come in the mail, relentlessly...). Anyway, I'm hoping to give those a try, in the event of rain. The only problem is that I can’t seem to locate them. That’s why I am only the “possible” owner. I seem to have had a clutter-reduction at some point, which may have swept away my pristine, unused collection. Hopefully, though, they will turn up, at which time I will rejoice at our reunion, and then probably leave them unopened for another five years…
So, some weeks are harder than others, but the overall rewards (like sleeping better, and feeling less stressed) are far outweighing the difficulties. I just have to keep getting to after...
Even if you fall on your face, you're still moving forward.