Ok, so it was almost the ride that wasn't....  Remember the chain that came off on Thursday?  Well Josh went to work on the bike first thing Saturday morning and the chain was stuck good.  Couldn't get it off.  Ended up breaking it.  And then, because we aren't too smart, we ran up to a local dept. store and bought a new chain.  Ooops...  Then the bike was shifting crazy and I was on the phone to the bike shop begging for help.

 

Inky's in El Cajon, CA took my bike in, checked it out, put on a different chain, told us to move the basket holder and gave me my bike back a few hours later!!  So here's a big shout out for Inky's. 

 

Then Sunday morning I got ready to take all my stuff out to the driveway to wait for my ride and I realized I left my helmet in the car!!! 
The car that Josh took to his soccer game.  Had to go buy a new helmet on the way to the ride.

 

And then there was the headache.  It had been coming on all week.  I was doing my best to avoid the migraine, but it kept building and building.  Finally at 5am Sunday morning I got up and took Excedrin migraine.  I ended up having to take ibuprofen during the ride and even then it only took the edge off.  Since then I've been using the neti pot and I've been taking Sinus headache stuff and I'm still suffering...

 

But.....

 

I finished the ride!!!!!!!!!  I was one of the SLOWEST riders, but I did it and I absolutely loved it.  I'm not gonna lie, the hills were pretty intense and it was definately harder than my commute, but I never even considered quitting and I NEVER walked my bike.  I stopped a couple of times to catch my breath but I rode the entire way!!!  I easily could've done the next longest ride.... oh well, next year!

We give hubby a hard time when we play games with him.  He's not the best sport and well, I tend to win.  Always have.  I'm one of those annoying people who is a jack of all trades, but master of none.  I learn quickly and tend to be good at games and sports.  I loved it when I was growing up.  I loved to surprise people when I was a kid....especially on the school playground when it was time to pick teams.  Nobody wants to pick the chubby girl for their team..hahaha... I loved it if I was picked last.  I didn't say anything.  I just waited.  First time I would be up in kickball and all the guys would move in closer and then BAM, I'd kick it over their heads.  Hilarious!!!!!!!  A close second would be when they would try to kick the ball to me because they thought I wouldn't get it... ooops did I forget to mention I play soccer and I'm a goalie...hahaha!!!

 

Funny thing is that when I hit my teen years and I was super skinny, I'd have the same results.  "Surely the cheerleader isn't athletic."  I'd still kick their butts...ok enough reminiscing....back to poor hubby.... He just tries too hard.  He's not horrible.  In fact, when he relaxes he's pretty good, but he spends too much time analyzing and thinking about it, whereas I just "feel" it and go for it.

 

I know it sounds mean but I seriously start laughing (sometimes I try to hide it) when he says...

 

My controller isn't working.

My hand is too sweaty.

The ball was too fast or too slow or....

He has the wrong equipment....

The wind is blowing this way or the sun is in the wrong spot...

 

Josh and I are always swapping controllers with him or switching sides or whatever the ailment of the day is so that we can "even" up the teams.

 

Poor guy....

 

So why do I tell you this??  Because I think that Karma is kicking my butt !!!!!!!  Today Josh put my original seat on my post (took the big booty seat off) and noticed my brakes were rubbing yet again!!  A few minutes later he brought my tools into my office and the velcro strap for my bike pump and he said it was pinching the brake cable and causing the problem.... and I started to laugh.... and I said.

 

I feel like poor Dad!  First it was my brakes, then I got new tires, then we needed to true the wheels, then it was my seat and now my brakes again.  Maybe it's just me.  It's my turn to be humbled!  Which brings us back to me being competitive and stubborn.... I don't really care.  I'll keep making changes and adjustments and I'll keep trying until I get better...and I'm saving up for a new bike.... Either way, a day will come when I'm suddenly keeping up with my friends and/or passing them and I can't wait to see the look on their faces.

 

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Weightlifting was so fun yesterday!  We had a sub and he was a sweet older man.  He was so cute!!!  He kept coming up to me and giving me tips and showing me different ways to do the excersises.  He definately made my day when he was shocked that I have an 18 year old son.... so were the baseball players that were standing nearby.  The kids are always nice, but a couple more of them talked to me and encouraged me after that.  It was kind of cute. 

 

Anyway the sub worked me big time, but it was fun.  He even thanked ME when I was leaving??  Too funny!  I guess he enjoyed having a receptive student.