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Giving the Bike a try

For those of you who have been reading my blog, you’ll remember that last year I began running.  I ran so much that I was able to complete one 5k, and a 3.5 mile run (a little over 5k).  I hated running.

I’ve never been a runner, and doing it last year didn’t change my mind.  I waited to get the runner’s high that I heard so much about, but I don’t think it ever came.  Nevertheless, it was a good way for me to stay active and get some exercise.  So what was I to do this summer, for that needed exercise?

Well, so far, I’ve decided to begin riding a bike.  The entire time while I was running last year, I kept saying to myself, I’d much rather be riding a bike.  At the time, I had just received a hand me down bike, and it needed a little work.  I wasn’t too comfortable riding it, and didn’t do it often.  But this year, I dusted it off and vowed to make riding a part of my regular routine.  Right out the gate, I went aggressive.  Me and the P.I.C went for a 12 mile bike ride.  I say that shaking my head with approval.  I was proud of myself.  And even though I had to walk my bike up a pretty steep hill (approximately 1/4 mile long), I was still proud of myself….and don’t you judge me.

The unexpected part of this ride was the butt cheek pain I experienced a day later.  Hmm, I don’t remember that when I was a kid.  That was some serious soreness.  I know I don’t have the best seat (imagine a hungry elf taking a few bites out of a seat),

but I still didn’t expect that.  But I was unfazed.  My next step was deciding to bike to work on a semi-regular basis.  Let’s face it, I’m not so hardcore to ride those four miles (4.5 miles the way I go) everyday.  Mainly because of the unpredictable weather we’ve been having.  I don’t have a poncho, or the cool fenders that I’ve seen talked about on different websites.  But on average, two times a week for the past two or three weeks isn’t bad.

The ultimate was last weekend, when I went on a 15 or 16 mile bike tour (same seat, but not as sore this time).  So this is most likely my new thing for the summer of 2013.  A few observations.  One, my desire to ride a bike last year was because it seemed so much less like work.  And though it is less work than running, it is still work.  My ride to work ends with sweat,

a fan, and change of shirt.  There are a few hills, and a few steep mountains (okay, just bigger hills) that I must contend with.  Observation number 2, is that I don’t remember having to be so aware of cars when I was younger.  The drivers can be a little scary (I’ll be more aware when I’m in the car).  Speaking of being young, the last observation, is the most disturbing in my warped mind.

When I was younger, I lived on a street with a small hill.  I remember riding down that hill, with no hands, standing up, with my arms stretched out.  No Fear!  Now, I trying to ride with no hands takes a lot of concentration.  Maybe this is because I just started riding again, but whoa…how different it feels.  Age really does change how you approach the things you do.  I’ll get there again, but wow.

Anyway, back to your regularly scheduled program

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5 Random Life Observations…

Just some random stuff that was on my mind:


1. When you have somewhere to be, and you’re already running late, 9 times out of  10, you will hit every light along the way.  I guess the thing to do would be to stop running late, but it just happens, but why can’t the lights cooperate when this happens.  Why must they taunt me and make me angry.

2.  If you leave the room to “let one go,” the feeling will go away, only to return when you leave the room.  This one might just be me, but in an effort to not offend any female friends of mine, I will kindly leave a room to let go of the gas that has been building up.  It seems like the right thing to do, but inevitably, when I leave the room, the new position of my torso no longer forces the gas through my system.  Yet, as soon as I sit back down, it comes back.  Sorry, I will just have to let you get familiar with that side of me as well.

3.  Masturbation is a good cure for mild insomnia.  Maybe not the medical diagnosis of insomnia, but it still helps.  If you don’t believe me, try it.  Take one night where you are just having a hard time sleeping.  Maybe your mind is running on high, or you’re not that tired.  Either way, a good self release will help get you to the Sandman faster.  This won’t always work, but it should be an option in your toolbox of remedies.  Certainly sex can be substituted, but if you don’t have access to a partner, or if you don’t feel like using energy to please someone else, try this.

4.  No matter how hard you try, you will begin to act and say things like one of your parents.  We feel so independent, and that we are so individual, until you get into your late 20’s early 30’s.  Then one day it hits you…you are usually giving someone advice, but it can happen in any number of ways.  This is not to say that it’s a bad thing, unless the parent you’re turning into is a crackhead.  I have found that I’ve turned into my father.  I’m still an individual, and there are a lot of things that make me different from him, but the things that make us alike, still amaze me.  Luckily, he’s a great father, so I have no real issue with it, but it still is scary.  I watch him more closely now to see what I might be like when I’m older now.  SMH

5.  If your rear view mirror ever falls off, it is impossible to get it back on for any extended amount of time.  It’s like the glue they use to put it on, is only available in the factory.  Any after market glue is only good for a few months, at most.  Again, this could just be my experience, but I’m pretty sure I’ve witnessed others who have had this issue.  Oh well.

Those are 5 random life observations…any questions?

Higher Powers

Yesterday, I was supposed to go running.  Some of you who have kept up with my blogging know that I ran a 5k a few weeks back.  I am still running because I am participating in a corporate challenge in central park in June.  So, since I haven’t run at all this week, I decided yesterday had to be the day.

My day at work had been pretty busy, but bearable.  But around 4:30 things got a little hectic.  I’m supposed to leave my job no later than 5:20 to ensure that I can catch the shuttle bus to my condo building.  Well, before I knew it, it was 5:25 and I clearly wasn’t going to make my shuttle in time.  This was a bit of a blow because I wanted to run and be home and relaxed for the evening.  I certainly didn’t want to stay at work, and I had known that a few coworkers had gone to happy hour across the street.  The plan was now to join them for a few minutes, before taking the 15 minute walk over to my shuttle bus whose next departing time was 6:30.  So I was at the restaurant waiting for 6:10 to arrive and staying away from alcohol since I didn’t think it was a good idea to drink before running.

At approximately 6:09, I said my goodbyes and turned toward the door at which time, the skies opened up and it began pouring.  Determined to stay focused and get my run in, I headed out, even though I didn’t have an umbrella.  Two minutes into my walk, I had begun to regret the decision to walk because it had begun to rain harder.  Oh well, I’m already wet now…can’t really get more wet, so I walked.  It rained the entire walk, but it did let up once I got to the shuttle van meeting point, but one thing was missing….the shuttle van.  6:30….6:35….6:40….6:45, the van finally shows up.  Appears as if he had gotten pulled over for talking on the phone.  Well, at least I was on my way home.

But……not so.  There was traffic beyond what was normal for that time of day.  In addition, I had received a text message from a friend who had recently suffered a traumatic event, who wanted to go have drinks with a few of his friends….he wanted to leave in approximately 45 minutes, and I wasn’t even home yet.

All in all, home by 7:15 wet, cranky, and tired, I never made it to my run.  I’m not sure if all the obstacles were trying to set me up to be there for a friend, or if something bad was going to happen if I went for a run, but one thing is for certain….powers greater than me, did not want me running yesterday.  Hmmm