Good News First:
This last weekend was very nice. Even though my car is broken I was able to take a bus to complete my errands and had a really good day. I went to the Farmer’s Market to buy fruit and vegetable. I could only buy a few items because I was carrying them on the bus but it will be enough to get me until my car gets fixed. It was a beautiful day with sunshine and on the corner where I was waiting for the bus, every year there was an outdoor market with lots of fun trinkets. A really nice band with good music was playing. There was good food, a nice cool breeze and the sun, and everyone seemed to be in good spirits.
When I got home I did some writing on my projects, and tried to stay cool in the house.
Sunday I got up early and rode the bicycle to a popular corner store down another main street. I needed a few things, dairy products, which the Farmer’s Market didn’t carry. I came home and did cooking for the week, or should I say preparing the meals. I did some writing, some reading and stayed cool.
Monday walked to work. I figured I need the work out, and I thought maybe my car would be fixed by the end of the day.
Now the Bad News:
Well the car wasn’t fixed, the mechanic didn’t get to it, and so I have to wait another day. Now here is the clincher. I came home, this time I got a ride. I was in my kitchen getting something to drink when I saw something in my peripheral vision, a movement outside from the window. I looked out the window, around my cat sitting on the seal, to see my new neighbor and new owner of the house. I talked with her briefly, but I noticed her looking kind of strange at me, unsure.
“Where is your bike?” She asked,
“Isn’t it in the garage? I said startled.
“NO.” She said shaking her head.
“Oh no!” I groaned. I quickly ran to the garage and sure enough the bike is gone. Only empty space where it should have been. My face fell. There was the new owners’ bike near it but my bike. GONE! I slowly walked back to my house. The new owner spied my face and asked, “What are you going to do?”
I didn’t say anything I just went into the house. What could I do? It’s just a bike. To do a police report won’t get the bike back.
I have no clue as to who took it. I only started using it this last week. It had been in my garage just in case I had to get the car fixed. It was a gift from my daughter, even though she is not talking to me. She is still my daughter. But the bike is gone.
It was going to be one of the ways I was using to lose weight, besides exercise. I had wanted one for a long time, but couldn’t afford it, so when my daughter gave me hers’ because she couldn’t take it with her, I was glad. Now I am very sad.
I have been in this neighborhood for three and a half years and never had anything stolen from me. I am shocked and stunned. I don’t know how to feel.
The depths of my emotions right now are staggering:
I see things that others have and I want them too, just like everyone else. But I have boundaries, if I want it bad enough I go out and get it, I save my money and pay for it or do without it.
I am not envious of another for what I think they have and believe I don’t. There are many mysteries in this world. Part of that mystery is the false belief that others are better off than we are. Or should I say the grass looks greener on the other side of the fence.
Until you’ve walked a mile in their shoes you cannot know what their life is like nor the struggles they have endured.
Next Day Blues:
So the bike is gone and I won’t see it again. I can only believe that whoever stole it will find happiness with it. For myself I hope I find a better way to work out and get a better bike someday.
(What I really want to do is kick some butt. Enough said.)
Well the dream I had of riding my bike around the city and getting a lot of exercise is a bust. Darn!
Share, laugh, cry, grow and bond with other women. Until next time.
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Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Bike Riding and a Diet Bust.
So I got up this morning and got ready for work and then I remembered I don’t have the car. Oh Darn,
(I would say a different word here but oh well.) So I started walking, well knowing I really didn’t want to walk and needed the exercise I decided to turn around and go get my bike.
This was an easy decision because my diet is a bust right now. I am unable to get to the grocery store because my car is being fixed, so I got on the bike and started to pedal. The ride was fine. It was a beautiful morning, a lot of people were out, I nodded to everyone and received nods back with smiles. Oh I forgot to tell you on Wednesday is my half day. My bike ride was around 1:00pm. The day was actually really nice, with cool summer breezes, the cars were behaving themselves; I got to work in about 10-12 minutes instead of 20-25 if I walked. All in all it was a very nice ride. I was breathing hard so I knew the exercise was good for me.
At work I didn’t have time to dilly-dally since it is my half-day. Of course my boss came in and piled on the work for me today. She didn’t stay long but still today is my half-day. (Double Darn) Half the reason I started working on Wednesday is to do property ads and invoices. I had a lot of work on my desk, but at the end of the day I did what I could. Emailed my boss for approval of some correspondence and did the ads, among other things.
New writing coming:
I did some writing on my book this morning but I wanted to put something past you gals.
I’ve been thinking of doing another blog. I am developing an ongoing storyline with new characters and plotline. This will be completely different than my book. It will still be in the fiction genre but not fantasy fiction like my book. The characters will be ordinary people like you and me, doing ordinary things, but dealing with life. Even though all the characters are different they have a common dream. Not the same dream but similar. It was make them friends. Soon I will introduce the cast of characters and launch the blog. I hope you will like it.
On the way home bike ride:
Even though I was happy to have the bike, I wasn’t sure I could make it home. My legs were tired but I had give it my all. The first thing I notices was the way back to my house was a little upward climb. Believe me when I say I was pushing my legs and using all my strength to do it. My heart was pumping and I was groaning. Then I noticed all the bumps and cracks on the sidewalk. It makes for a bumpy ride on ones backside. I had to stop at a main light near my house, and put my head down to rest. I am sure everyone around in the cars was saying ha, ha. Look at that crazy lady trying to bike ride.
When the light turned green, it took me a moment because I still had my head down but I could hear the cars moving. I thought about staying there for another turn of a green light while I cooled down but figured if I didn’t go now, I wouldn’t make it at all. So I started back on the bike pumping, I got across the street and something happened with the pedals. I couldn’t hit the brakes fast enough and ended up with my bike front tire hitting a pole. Oh nothing happened I was fine, just tired. I looked down and notice the chain had unhooked from the gears. I also notice two kids sitting at a local barber shop steps eyeing me. (I might have turned red in embarrassment.) I walked a bit to get out of the way and put the chain back on the gears, getting my fingers all greasy. Once the chain was back in, off I continued. I only had a little way to go. I got to my corner and then got back on the sidewalk and then halfway down the street, my glorious house. It never looked so good. I was tired and my legs were noodles, my heart was racing and I was breathing hard, but very proud of myself.
I think I’ll do it again tomorrow. I think bike riding could be addicting. You know my son is a long distance bike rider, now I see the challenge in it. Heck I might even save money on gas, at least for the summer, or until I move to my new location. (For those of you who are reading this for the first time, I have to move because the residence I live in sold.) I can’t ride the bike that far but I can ride it after work. I know I can’t ride it during the winter with snow piled up to my waist and I refuse to ride on the street during that time. So for now just bike riding to work is fine then after work when I move.
Well that is my adventure for today. If you have an adventure to share, or something you would like to discuss, we would love to hear from you. Share, laugh, live, cry, learn, grow and bond with other women. Take care, until next time.
(I would say a different word here but oh well.) So I started walking, well knowing I really didn’t want to walk and needed the exercise I decided to turn around and go get my bike.
This was an easy decision because my diet is a bust right now. I am unable to get to the grocery store because my car is being fixed, so I got on the bike and started to pedal. The ride was fine. It was a beautiful morning, a lot of people were out, I nodded to everyone and received nods back with smiles. Oh I forgot to tell you on Wednesday is my half day. My bike ride was around 1:00pm. The day was actually really nice, with cool summer breezes, the cars were behaving themselves; I got to work in about 10-12 minutes instead of 20-25 if I walked. All in all it was a very nice ride. I was breathing hard so I knew the exercise was good for me.
At work I didn’t have time to dilly-dally since it is my half-day. Of course my boss came in and piled on the work for me today. She didn’t stay long but still today is my half-day. (Double Darn) Half the reason I started working on Wednesday is to do property ads and invoices. I had a lot of work on my desk, but at the end of the day I did what I could. Emailed my boss for approval of some correspondence and did the ads, among other things.
New writing coming:
I did some writing on my book this morning but I wanted to put something past you gals.
I’ve been thinking of doing another blog. I am developing an ongoing storyline with new characters and plotline. This will be completely different than my book. It will still be in the fiction genre but not fantasy fiction like my book. The characters will be ordinary people like you and me, doing ordinary things, but dealing with life. Even though all the characters are different they have a common dream. Not the same dream but similar. It was make them friends. Soon I will introduce the cast of characters and launch the blog. I hope you will like it.
On the way home bike ride:
Even though I was happy to have the bike, I wasn’t sure I could make it home. My legs were tired but I had give it my all. The first thing I notices was the way back to my house was a little upward climb. Believe me when I say I was pushing my legs and using all my strength to do it. My heart was pumping and I was groaning. Then I noticed all the bumps and cracks on the sidewalk. It makes for a bumpy ride on ones backside. I had to stop at a main light near my house, and put my head down to rest. I am sure everyone around in the cars was saying ha, ha. Look at that crazy lady trying to bike ride.
When the light turned green, it took me a moment because I still had my head down but I could hear the cars moving. I thought about staying there for another turn of a green light while I cooled down but figured if I didn’t go now, I wouldn’t make it at all. So I started back on the bike pumping, I got across the street and something happened with the pedals. I couldn’t hit the brakes fast enough and ended up with my bike front tire hitting a pole. Oh nothing happened I was fine, just tired. I looked down and notice the chain had unhooked from the gears. I also notice two kids sitting at a local barber shop steps eyeing me. (I might have turned red in embarrassment.) I walked a bit to get out of the way and put the chain back on the gears, getting my fingers all greasy. Once the chain was back in, off I continued. I only had a little way to go. I got to my corner and then got back on the sidewalk and then halfway down the street, my glorious house. It never looked so good. I was tired and my legs were noodles, my heart was racing and I was breathing hard, but very proud of myself.
I think I’ll do it again tomorrow. I think bike riding could be addicting. You know my son is a long distance bike rider, now I see the challenge in it. Heck I might even save money on gas, at least for the summer, or until I move to my new location. (For those of you who are reading this for the first time, I have to move because the residence I live in sold.) I can’t ride the bike that far but I can ride it after work. I know I can’t ride it during the winter with snow piled up to my waist and I refuse to ride on the street during that time. So for now just bike riding to work is fine then after work when I move.
Well that is my adventure for today. If you have an adventure to share, or something you would like to discuss, we would love to hear from you. Share, laugh, live, cry, learn, grow and bond with other women. Take care, until next time.
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