Ok. So I thought I would post a picture from my recent solo ride. Hubs goes on solo rides more than me. I am too anxious about being on a country road by myself. I mentioned I was a wimp, right? Speaking of wimp, I noticed that the ride was less stressful, because I could ride how I wanted and not worry about Hubs thinking I was too far behind or riding too slow or generally that I am a wimp. However, it was harder. I like riding with him because he does push me (even if he thinks I am going to slow or not far enough). He also talks to me and keeps my mind off the pain in my legs or in my bum (man, bike riding is not kind to the nether regions). He keeps me reminded of my goal, which is to get fit and ride like the wind :). All in all, I know that it is my own insecurities that stress me out when I am riding with him. I just want to be “good enough” for him and to make him proud. I don’t want him to see that I am a wimp (we’ve been married for 21 years, I am sure he KNOWS I am). I hope that he will put up with me, even when I am trying to give up or seem less than motivated. And in reality, he IS my motivation to do better and become a better person. Sure, it’s for me too, but he (and I guess I should mention my kids) is the reason I am on this journey. They are “the reason” I want to be strong and around for a long time.
Just for kicks…here is another picture…my tattoo that (hopefully) says “the reason.” I got it several years ago to remind me of them and why I need to stay fit.
Well tomorrow is our first ZA day. I'll post pictures and a review when we're back....or maybe Hubs can :)


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