• The Century


    If you have been following my facebook or twitter the past few days, you know I went on a big bike ride this past weekend to celebrate turning 37 years old.

    I’ve always heard that people go “through” something each year they creep toward the big one (40 years old).

    Well, it seems I’m no exception.

    I love to cycle, so I thought what better to challenge myself as I near “old” age (**wink, wink**) than to try something I’ve never done before.

    Ride 100 miles–known as a Century in the biking world.

    I found a few people brave enough to help me. Bob, Christina, and my sweet hubby, Charlie.
    This was at mile 60. We stopped and refueled and rested. Here we are ready to brave the wicked wind that picked up for our last 40 miles
    Here's me at the end. My friend, Michele, got me a balloon and hid it in my garage. Man, I was TIRED! Glad it was over.

    Charlie took me out for a fun dinner at Red Robin.
    I had a monster piece of cake . . . burned a few thousand calories on the bike ride, so I indulged. LOL

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    On Sunday, we relaxed. I went to see the movie New Moon with some friends why Charlie recovered, cuddled up with our sweet dog, Maddux.

    Charlie and Maddux resting
    I went to see New Moon for the second time. . . was just as good.

    So, I’d mark this down as pretty much the BEST birthday I’ve ever had.

    How ’bout you? What’s the best birthday present, activity, or whatever you’ve had?

  • The Weekend


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    Well, it’s my 37th birthday today . . . and my present to myself is

    . . .

    a 100-mile bike ride. Then, I’m going to eat all the birthday cake I want!

    Catch ya later!

  • What’s your passion?


    Passion

    This past Saturday, I had a lot of time to think while I sat on my road bike for four hours and thirty-seven minutes.

    Yep, you read that right. 4 hours 37 minutes.

    I’m trying to do my first 100-mile bike ride ever on November 28th (my 37th birthday) and this past weekend, on Saturday, I cycled further than I ever have–83 miles.

    During that time, fighting through the wind trying to slow me down, I thought about a lot of things, but one that popped up a few times was passions.

    Yeah, I write romance novels, but it wasn’t THAT kind of passion I was thinking about. 🙂

    For example, I worked at the bookstore after I’d done that long bike ride, and my friend, Gary, asked me what I’d done that day.

    “Oh, I went on a bike ride,” I said.

    “Oh yeah? How far’d you go?”

    I grinned, heat instantly flaming my cheeks. “Uhm, well–”

    “What? Seventy?”

    “No, a few more.”

    “How far?”

    “83 miles.”

    “Why on earth would you do that?”

    I get that question a lot. I just smiled and chuckled.

    But really, why would I do that? It’s a valid question, right?

    Well, exercise is a passion of mine. Same with my hubby. Sure, some would argue that we teeter the line of exercise and insanity, but nevertheless, it’s a passion of ours. It’s time to de-stress, enjoy our city, and stay fit.

    I love to have goals to shoot for, and what better goal to have than on my 37th birthday to ride my bike 100 miles? (Hey, then I can eat as much birthday cake as I want, right?)

    Just like a goal for the NaNo writers out there to write 50,000 words in a month. Or, triathletes to see if they can swim 2 miles, then bike over a hundred, then run 26 miles.

    I guess if you find something you love, go for it.

    So, what’s your passion?