Last week I did something silly. I wrote about San Diego’s perfect weather.
I should have kept my mouth shut because… I jinxed San Diego.
We’ve had a horrible heat wave since Thursday. On Saturday, Santee hit 107 degrees and to ice the cake, our central AC went out. I don’t know about you but when hot weather hits, I swell up like a hot dog on a BBQ. I’ve had to use a shoe horn just to get my jeans on for the last 5 days.
Chris threw a ‘surprise’ birthday party for me on Saturday. I say ‘surprise’ because it wasn’t really a surprise. I’m pretty good at figuring things out but frankly, I didn’t need to exercise a whole lot of brain cells when my friend Katie e-mailed me last Tuesday to say she was bringing a friend to my party.
‘I’m having a party?’ I responded.
‘Uhhhh.’ was her reply.
Doesn’t take a genius to add things up.
Of course, I’m not sure if 20 people hovered around an overworked wall AC unit counts as a party – because that’s what happened. But we figured the perfectly blended Mudslides and the never ending game of Quelf counted.
I bought a bicycle last night. With gas prices the way they are I figured I’d save money and bike more.
My work is 8.3 miles from my home and as daunting as that sounds to me, I think I can do it. I was thinking that I could do marathons, those bike race thingies, or Ironman whatever but then I discovered that the Tour de France is 2,100 miles.
I have a feeling Lance Armstrong isn’t going to be calling me to be his workout buddy anytime in the near future.
I don’t want him to call me anyway. He might make special requirements on my food intake. I’ll have him know that I go above and beyond in the fat, sodium, and sugar categories. Well, technically I go above and beyond the daily recommended value of fat, sugar, and sodium but I hardly find that necessary to mention.
They say you can never forget how to ride a bike.
It’s been 15 years since my last bike ride. After my bike test rides last night, ‘they’ need to stop saying that.
I need a new pair of shorts…
And a band aid… or maybe a band aid with giant patch of gauze… and Neosporin.
5 comments:
well your bike is really cool though! riding a bike takes some time to get used to again. When zach bought me my beach cruiser I almost fell over ... multiple times and i'm still scared to turn lol.
And the crazy heat wave is cooling off a little this week. it'll only be like 93 instead of 107. :)
Yeah, a nice long bike ride in this weather sounds fun........or not! Your scaring me with your sudden enjoyment of exercise. Did all of my pestering about your arteries hardening up like concrete work?
It's only been 4 weeks or so. My excitement usually wears off at about 8. Give me time. Arteries shmarteries.
You're seriously thinking of biking to work?? This I've got to see. Has Christopher started biking yet? Does this mean that dad and I have to start exercising?? ALL of you are doing now. You were my last hope. A bike huh..........
Love, mom
my bum becomes allergic to bike seats unless the seat is extra large in size. ha.
=)~
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