People don't care how much you know, until they know how much you care.
- Anonymous
I had my day yesterday to re-group and it feels great. I had all my winter clothes in the spare bedroom all summer and was going to get them into storage. Now all my summer clothes are in storage and I don't need to store the winter ones. Now they just go back in my closet. I can't believe that I had them heaped up in spare room all this time. It has really been bothering me. So now I'm even on that score. I got a lot accomplished and caught up and now I'm ready to get "back in the saddle again". Gee! That might make a good song title. Just kidding!
I have Bible Study Fellowship thismorning but when I get home Roxi and I will take our walk and I will tough it out and get back on the bike.
I need some input here. Sweet old Bob wants me to use my old helmet. You know, the one the rat was in. He
thinks I'm being silly and if I use antiseptic wipes it will be okay.
Am I being ridiculous by not wanting to wear it? You know we're on retirement income so he's not wanting to spend a lot of unnecessary money. I cringe at the thought of wearing it. What do you think? Please comment.
Friday morning I'll be back in the pool and trying my new technique. Just call me flipper.
The Journey - Installment Ten
MILESTONES
By the end of August 2001 we were vacationing at the family cabin at Lake Tahoe. Bob’s cousin Marilyn from Los Angeles came to spend a few days with us and presented me with a helmet that her son had worn, chiding me not to ride without a helmet any more. I rode every morning while we were at Lake Tahoe. Once again, a hill that I had driven with my car for many years appeared much higher and longer on a bike. In fact, I had never noticed that hill at all while in the car. The first day riding at Lake Tahoe where the altitude is 6000 feet above sea level, I had to stop three times before getting to the top of the first hill. If I would be totally honest with myself, it really isn’t a hill, more of a slope. By the end of two weeks I was riding about fourteen or fifteen miles. One morning I surprised a coyote, which scared me half to death as it ran across the trail right in front of me. It caused me to swerve from the bike trail heading up toward a barbed-wire fence. I careened off the trail out of control and almost crashed. I remember calling out, “Help me, Lord!” and I was able to steer over pine cones and broken branches and get back on the bike trail unscathed and without falling, It was really a hair-raising experience - not only because I was going so fast when I left the trail, but I didn't know if the coyote would bite me not. So I thanked God for protecting me.
September 3rd was my last morning at Lake Tahoe and I decided to ask the Lord’s help and blessings on riding 25 miles. I had never gone that far before but I prayed and said, “Come on Lord! With your help I know I can do it!” I rode twelve and half miles then turned around and made it back to the cabin for a milestone 25 miles. It took a long time for the ride that day, but we did it, (the Lord and me).
Barbara ~ are you opposed to trying the "Thrift Store?" Of course you wouldn't know what had been in that helmet either....maybe a skunk!!! Sell the rat helmet on Ebay and with the use that money to help with the new one!!!
ReplyDeleteOh....just get a grip.... and wear the old one and make your husband a happy man!! hee hee!!!
Dear Dad, Do not make mom wear the helmet that is really gross. Instead of buying a bottle of wine tonight buy a new helmet :))....Love Leslie
ReplyDeleteIf you want, you can go two nights without buying a bottle of wine and buy two helmets and you can go on a bike ride with mom :)) even better.
OK, I'm all for new and shiny, but sometimes you have to just clean and sterilize and get over it. A chipmonk got in our camper and piled up peanuts on both beds. I know he must have been excreting some yellow liquid as he ran in and out of that camper and all over my bed! But I just scrubbed, used lysol, scrubbed some more and eventually had to sleep on it! On the other hand, I like Leslie's ideas!
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I think that you should wear it. I will encourage you to hussle up and get a move on it. It will be motivation as the sweat activates and blends with the rat piss it will drip down your face and be like a trickel charger to keep you going. And by no mean clean it out. This could help you not get distracted by fly'n rocks and debris because you would be use to the rat turds falling out from time to time hitting you in the face already. As a matter of fact maybe you could get dad to glue one of the dead rats laying around there, maybe the one in the helment itself if the autopsy says younger than 6-7 yrs. and carcus will withstand high speeds. Then glue'em on top like a hood orniment with some bloodly pinstriping.
ReplyDeleteNow that's a trainning helment...
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