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Thursday, January 31, 2013

Running For My Birthday!!!

I totally want to run for my BIRTHDAY!!! Thanks to my BBB I am hooked to running events. Honesty, running solo and training is so boring. I prefer biking alone than running alone. (Biking is so awesome!...I needed to say that.) Running events are much more exciting. A lot of people, cameras and cheers. I love the fanfare and the hoopla! I want that hoopla for my birthday!!! This year I turn 33. I never do anything BIG for my birthday. I usually gather with the family and/or friends and eat cake. I want to make this year extra special.

NYRR is holding a race on my birthday! They are holding the Scotland Run (10K). I am not Scottish nor do I know anyone who is. The race is being held that weekend because it happens to be Scotland week.  I think I can Scottish for my birthday....HA! Maybe not.

The theme of the race does not matter to me. I want to do someone fun and active. I want my family and friends to join in on the fun with me. You don't have to be a runner or a NYRR member to go to a race. The race is far enough in the future that you can train to run the 6.2 miles in Central Park. Ok so you are saying that 6.2 miles is way too much for you....so don't run. Be a cheerleader! Cheer for those in the birthday party.

Just go to the NYRR website and sign up. Let me know that you are going. This is going to be awesome!!!

Running For My Birthday!!!

I totally want to run for my BIRTHDAY!!! Thanks to my BBB I am hooked to running events. Honesty, running solo and training is so boring. I prefer biking alone than running alone. (Biking is so awesome!...I needed to say that.) Running events are much more exciting. A lot of people, cameras and cheers. I love the fanfare and the hoopla! I want that hoopla for my birthday!!! This year I turn 33. I never do anything BIG for my birthday. I usually gather with the family and/or friends and eat cake. I want to make this year extra special.

NYRR is holding a race on my birthday! They are holding the Scotland Run (10K). I am not Scottish nor do I know anyone who is. The race is being held that weekend because it happens to be Scotland week.  I think I can Scottish for my birthday....HA! Maybe not.

The theme of the race does not matter to me. I want to do someone fun and active. I want my family and friends to join in on the fun with me. You don't have to be a runner or a NYRR member to go to a race. The race is far enough in the future that you can train to run the 6.2 miles in Central Park. Ok so you are saying that 6.2 miles is way too much for you....so don't run. Be a cheerleader! Cheer for those in the birthday party.

Just go to the NYRR website and sign up. Let me know that you are going. This is going to be awesome!!!

Recovering From My First Half Marathon

The days following my first half marathon my body was in total pain. Like the Super Mom/ Wonder Women that I think that I am I went on with my Monday like normal. Little did I know that that would be a very bad mistake. My normal day to day was not nearly enough rest that my body needed. My muscle were tight, joints were screaming and I could hardly walk straight.
Women's Size 11

I never sit still at work. I am always up and down, here and there. It also doesn't help that I work in a 100 year old building with no elevator and my base of operation is on the 5th floor. So on Monday came and went and the pain was all around. Tuesday morning I woke up with no pains on my body except my right foot. It felt like I had broke a bone in my foot. I carried on my day lumping like I had no foot. The pain got worst and worst. Swelling and pain was the theme of the day. I had to see a doctor. I had my husband drive me to Urgent Care after dinner Tuesday evening. That's typical me taking care of everyone else before I take care of myself. I wanted to make everyone one was feed and ready for the night before I head to Urgent Care. By the time I got there my ankle looked puffy and my foot felt like it wanted to remove itself from my body. No es bueno. 

I feel like I was very lucky Tuesday evening even with my bum foot. The doctor and nurse on call where very supportive. The nurse had me skip a bunch of people ahead of me because she didn't want me walking around too much. In my experience most triage nurses are too tired and don't care if you are in pain. I had an actual conversation with the doctor. Instead of the normal I say stuff to the doctor and the doctor kind of talks at me. I explained that I was running this weekend and all the other aches and pain went away except for my foot. She examined my feet and said there could be two things going on that is causing the pain that she has seen with runners. (Did she just call me a runner?) 1- A broken bone 2- A contusion. She said only a x-ray can eliminate the broken bone pain. Once we get that out of the way we can talk about your running schedule and how to approach it. I hadn't explained my running goal for 2013 before she said, "That we need to get you running again." We had a funny moment when she asked me her I was pregnant (standard x-ray question). I couldn't say no enough times. I have three kids, two with autism that's more than enough craziness in my life. She laughed me saying no so many times. 

I was lucky again...no wait for x-ray. I filled out a form and right into the room I went. AWESOME! With the x-rays done the conversation had to happen. I was so nervous when she called me back into her office instead of the a medical room. (That should have been an indicated for good but this is my foot we are talking about.) She went over the x-ray and found that nothing was broken. It looks like i have bad contusions on the bottom and the side of my foot. Since there was no indication of bleed from the muscle no surgery will be needed. The swelling in my ankle is caused by tendonitis. The tendonitis did not come to a surprise to me. However what was a surprise was the discovery of heel spurs.  I never knew I had them and never felt pain associated with them. At least I don't remember foot pain associated to them. (When someone hears heels spurs they think painful shots.) All the pain I was feeling was not from the heels spurs at all, it was from the contusions. 

She said that I have to be monitored by a foot specialist if I want to keep running. She said that I need to find a good one. In her words, "Not one that spends their days cutting senior citizens thick toe nails...a real specialist!" I laughed hard at that one. 

Since I have such a busy work life she forced two days off from work. I am happy I didn't try to go back early. It took the two days to walk normal again. It felt terrible not being able to walk straight. I couldn't even walk down the block without stopping. Now I can hop around like a bunny. W
Happy Feet!

Welcome back right foot. I missed you.

Postscript: This is not the foot with the broken  toe nails. 

Recovering From My First Half Marathon

The days following my first half marathon my body was in total pain. Like the Super Mom/ Wonder Women that I think that I am I went on with my Monday like normal. Little did I know that that would be a very bad mistake. My normal day to day was not nearly enough rest that my body needed. My muscle were tight, joints were screaming and I could hardly walk straight.
Women's Size 11

I never sit still at work. I am always up and down, here and there. It also doesn't help that I work in a 100 year old building with no elevator and my base of operation is on the 5th floor. So on Monday came and went and the pain was all around. Tuesday morning I woke up with no pains on my body except my right foot. It felt like I had broke a bone in my foot. I carried on my day lumping like I had no foot. The pain got worst and worst. Swelling and pain was the theme of the day. I had to see a doctor. I had my husband drive me to Urgent Care after dinner Tuesday evening. That's typical me taking care of everyone else before I take care of myself. I wanted to make everyone one was feed and ready for the night before I head to Urgent Care. By the time I got there my ankle looked puffy and my foot felt like it wanted to remove itself from my body. No es bueno. 

I feel like I was very lucky Tuesday evening even with my bum foot. The doctor and nurse on call where very supportive. The nurse had me skip a bunch of people ahead of me because she didn't want me walking around too much. In my experience most triage nurses are too tired and don't care if you are in pain. I had an actual conversation with the doctor. Instead of the normal I say stuff to the doctor and the doctor kind of talks at me. I explained that I was running this weekend and all the other aches and pain went away except for my foot. She examined my feet and said there could be two things going on that is causing the pain that she has seen with runners. (Did she just call me a runner?) 1- A broken bone 2- A contusion. She said only a x-ray can eliminate the broken bone pain. Once we get that out of the way we can talk about your running schedule and how to approach it. I hadn't explained my running goal for 2013 before she said, "That we need to get you running again." We had a funny moment when she asked me her I was pregnant (standard x-ray question). I couldn't say no enough times. I have three kids, two with autism that's more than enough craziness in my life. She laughed me saying no so many times. 

I was lucky again...no wait for x-ray. I filled out a form and right into the room I went. AWESOME! With the x-rays done the conversation had to happen. I was so nervous when she called me back into her office instead of the a medical room. (That should have been an indicated for good but this is my foot we are talking about.) She went over the x-ray and found that nothing was broken. It looks like i have bad contusions on the bottom and the side of my foot. Since there was no indication of bleed from the muscle no surgery will be needed. The swelling in my ankle is caused by tendonitis. The tendonitis did not come to a surprise to me. However what was a surprise was the discovery of heel spurs.  I never knew I had them and never felt pain associated with them. At least I don't remember foot pain associated to them. (When someone hears heels spurs they think painful shots.) All the pain I was feeling was not from the heels spurs at all, it was from the contusions. 

She said that I have to be monitored by a foot specialist if I want to keep running. She said that I need to find a good one. In her words, "Not one that spends their days cutting senior citizens thick toe nails...a real specialist!" I laughed hard at that one. 

Since I have such a busy work life she forced two days off from work. I am happy I didn't try to go back early. It took the two days to walk normal again. It felt terrible not being able to walk straight. I couldn't even walk down the block without stopping. Now I can hop around like a bunny. W
Happy Feet!

Welcome back right foot. I missed you.

Postscript: This is not the foot with the broken  toe nails. 

Monday, January 28, 2013

Amy Ran The NYRR Manhattan Half Marathon.

Why yes I am did.  I ran my longest outdoor distance to date.

I ran the NYRR Manhattan Half Marathon!

This was my very first half marathon. The night before the race I was really psyching myself out. I am truly my own worst enemy. So many things rushed through my brain.

"Why the heck am I doing this now?

"I couldn't just wait until the Brooklyn Half."

"I am going to freeze to death."

All of Saturday my joints were killing me but I think it was my brain playing tricks on me.

"I can't run if my hip hurts."

I woke up on Sunday with tunnel vision. My goal was to get to Columbus Circle by 7:30am. My inspiration, Sheryl, said that she was going to be there. (She mention it on her Facebook/Twitter last week some time.) I was excited that I knew at least one person at this race. (#wwmafia...lol)

I got to baguage area and took off all of my extra layers keeping me warm travelling to the race. OMG!! It was so cold!!! It was in the 20's, not factoring in the wind chill. I wanted to put my coat back on and run away. I did not.

I made my way to the corrals. I was focused. I kept replaying the map in my brain. I kept replaying what mile marks the hills were. It was time to go!!!

I told myself...I will not walk during the first three miles. I will not walk during the first three miles. Suddenly I felt little hands around my back. It was Sheryl!!. She snapped our picture and off she went. She is my hero!
Photo taken by Sheryl 
I was running and running and....Hello mile maker 1!!! According to my MapMyRun app it took me 13:10 minutes to get there. Awesome!

Boom! Mile 2!

Boom Mile 3!
POW 4!

At this point I was at a 13:25 minute mile pace. I was feeling ok but the cold was killing me. My lips started hurting and my bunz started going numb. I kept going. Then at magical mile number 6......

I started getting a sharp pain. My last two toes on my left foot were killing me. All I could think was oh crap I broke my toe. I know I didn't break it because I was still standing. I kept going.

It was so exciting to pass the finish line at my half way point. I knew at that point that I wasn't going to have that big fan fare when I finished. It was ok because I was going to finish. I turned off my music and focused on my feet.

My body was screaming at me. It remembered at the hills that we just climbed....and now we are doing it again? !@#$#%!#!$%$&*^%#&^%$#^ DEATH!!! At mile 9 I couldn't feel my toes or my bunz. I was all alone. I was at a 14:30 pace and that number kept climbing. After reaching 9.5 miles I see the pick up truck that was picking up the mile marker. I kept going.

In the distance I hear cheering.

I hear someone cheering my name? HOLY CRAP!!! It was my BBB!!! Levonda was cheering me on! It was a total surprise! I told her I wasn't going to stop and I kept going! Her cheers gave me the boost I needed for run for the next half mile. My MapMyRun app was the only thing telling me where I was. I remembered that I was where I was before and the distance felt longer now. I was at 3 hours at about 12.5 miles and I knew that this race wasn't going to count. I kept going. Around 12.9 Levonda called me to see where I was. I told her and I kept going. Then I saw....


I bursted into tears when I saw it sign. An old man walking his dog near me asked me if I was ok. I told him I am almost finished. I wiped the tears off my face I kept going.

I saw the trucks and voluneeter packaging everything away. Most importantly I hear my personal cheerleader!! Levonda was there told the volunteer guy not to put the clock away. I ran the last meter to take me finishing picture.


I didn't stop and I didn't quit...I finished!

According to my app I completed 13.63miles at a 15:47 min/mi with a 3:35:07 duration.

I just want to go home and assess the damage I did to my body. I took my shoes off and I instantly smelled blood. and I saw this.

I broke two toe nails on my left foot. Totally war wound! My sneaker has blood inside. Gross and awesome all at the same time.

Once I got all wash and warm up, my tears could not be held back. I cried tears of joy. I cried reading all the cheers on my social networks. I cried because I finished!

Right now...my feet and my good knee are killing me. I was able to go to work today. I tried so hard not to complain. All the pain is worth it.

My next run will be on Sunday, February 3rd. It's 4 miles...easy stuff. HA!

I plan on training of the Brooklyn Half Marathon in May. I plan on making it count.

Amy Ran The NYRR Manhattan Half Marathon.

Why yes I am did.  I ran my longest outdoor distance to date.

I ran the NYRR Manhattan Half Marathon!

This was my very first half marathon. The night before the race I was really psyching myself out. I am truly my own worst enemy. So many things rushed through my brain.

"Why the heck am I doing this now?

"I couldn't just wait until the Brooklyn Half."

"I am going to freeze to death."

All of Saturday my joints were killing me but I think it was my brain playing tricks on me.

"I can't run if my hip hurts."

I woke up on Sunday with tunnel vision. My goal was to get to Columbus Circle by 7:30am. My inspiration, Sheryl, said that she was going to be there. (She mention it on her Facebook/Twitter last week some time.) I was excited that I knew at least one person at this race. (#wwmafia...lol)

I got to baguage area and took off all of my extra layers keeping me warm travelling to the race. OMG!! It was so cold!!! It was in the 20's, not factoring in the wind chill. I wanted to put my coat back on and run away. I did not.

I made my way to the corrals. I was focused. I kept replaying the map in my brain. I kept replaying what mile marks the hills were. It was time to go!!!

I told myself...I will not walk during the first three miles. I will not walk during the first three miles. Suddenly I felt little hands around my back. It was Sheryl!!. She snapped our picture and off she went. She is my hero!
Photo taken by Sheryl 
I was running and running and....Hello mile maker 1!!! According to my MapMyRun app it took me 13:10 minutes to get there. Awesome!

Boom! Mile 2!

Boom Mile 3!
POW 4!

At this point I was at a 13:25 minute mile pace. I was feeling ok but the cold was killing me. My lips started hurting and my bunz started going numb. I kept going. Then at magical mile number 6......

I started getting a sharp pain. My last two toes on my left foot were killing me. All I could think was oh crap I broke my toe. I know I didn't break it because I was still standing. I kept going.

It was so exciting to pass the finish line at my half way point. I knew at that point that I wasn't going to have that big fan fare when I finished. It was ok because I was going to finish. I turned off my music and focused on my feet.

My body was screaming at me. It remembered at the hills that we just climbed....and now we are doing it again? !@#$#%!#!$%$&*^%#&^%$#^ DEATH!!! At mile 9 I couldn't feel my toes or my bunz. I was all alone. I was at a 14:30 pace and that number kept climbing. After reaching 9.5 miles I see the pick up truck that was picking up the mile marker. I kept going.

In the distance I hear cheering.

I hear someone cheering my name? HOLY CRAP!!! It was my BBB!!! Levonda was cheering me on! It was a total surprise! I told her I wasn't going to stop and I kept going! Her cheers gave me the boost I needed for run for the next half mile. My MapMyRun app was the only thing telling me where I was. I remembered that I was where I was before and the distance felt longer now. I was at 3 hours at about 12.5 miles and I knew that this race wasn't going to count. I kept going. Around 12.9 Levonda called me to see where I was. I told her and I kept going. Then I saw....


I bursted into tears when I saw it sign. An old man walking his dog near me asked me if I was ok. I told him I am almost finished. I wiped the tears off my face I kept going.

I saw the trucks and voluneeter packaging everything away. Most importantly I hear my personal cheerleader!! Levonda was there told the volunteer guy not to put the clock away. I ran the last meter to take me finishing picture.


I didn't stop and I didn't quit...I finished!

According to my app I completed 13.63miles at a 15:47 min/mi with a 3:35:07 duration.

I just want to go home and assess the damage I did to my body. I took my shoes off and I instantly smelled blood. and I saw this.

I broke two toe nails on my left foot. Totally war wound! My sneaker has blood inside. Gross and awesome all at the same time.

Once I got all wash and warm up, my tears could not be held back. I cried tears of joy. I cried reading all the cheers on my social networks. I cried because I finished!

Right now...my feet and my good knee are killing me. I was able to go to work today. I tried so hard not to complain. All the pain is worth it.

My next run will be on Sunday, February 3rd. It's 4 miles...easy stuff. HA!

I plan on training of the Brooklyn Half Marathon in May. I plan on making it count.

Monday, January 21, 2013

Mentally Preparing for the Manhattan Half Marathon

I don't know what possessed myself to sign up for the Manhattan Half Marathon last month. I think I had a moment of insanity! Now that the Marathon is only 6 days away I am freaking out. It's the same feeling I got before my first bike tour and before last year's Five Boro bike tour. I have only run 10 miles on a treadmill. My longest run was 5.1 miles outdoors. And guess what.....it's going to be freaking COLD! Right now The Weather Channel is telling me that the high will be 25 degrees. The HIGH!! Seriously, what was I thinking? I am not going to back out of this. I am not going to let the weather scare me out of this. I am going to do. I don't know what to except. I have done so much reading on what to do, what to wear and how not to die. (Well maybe not the dying part)
So why the heck am I doing this? I am doing this for myself. I want to prove to myself that I can do these insane things and come out ok on the other side. I also want to be awesome for my children. I want to show them that they can do anything they put their minds to even if it is insane!

The greatest part apart doing all this events is coming home to the warmest hugs and kisses from my kids. I feel like a winner when I get that giant group hug. The first question always comes from Big Al. "Where you been Mommy?" I explain to him what I did and he runs away and says, "Ok Mommy." Then he comes back and asks for food. HA!

So my plan for the next six days is not to think about the race but to think about the warm hugs and kisses from my kids when I get back home. That is my reward for kicking ass!

13.1 miles here I come!!!

Mentally Preparing for the Manhattan Half Marathon

I don't know what possessed myself to sign up for the Manhattan Half Marathon last month. I think I had a moment of insanity! Now that the Marathon is only 6 days away I am freaking out. It's the same feeling I got before my first bike tour and before last year's Five Boro bike tour. I have only run 10 miles on a treadmill. My longest run was 5.1 miles outdoors. And guess what.....it's going to be freaking COLD! Right now The Weather Channel is telling me that the high will be 25 degrees. The HIGH!! Seriously, what was I thinking? I am not going to back out of this. I am not going to let the weather scare me out of this. I am going to do. I don't know what to except. I have done so much reading on what to do, what to wear and how not to die. (Well maybe not the dying part)
So why the heck am I doing this? I am doing this for myself. I want to prove to myself that I can do these insane things and come out ok on the other side. I also want to be awesome for my children. I want to show them that they can do anything they put their minds to even if it is insane!

The greatest part apart doing all this events is coming home to the warmest hugs and kisses from my kids. I feel like a winner when I get that giant group hug. The first question always comes from Big Al. "Where you been Mommy?" I explain to him what I did and he runs away and says, "Ok Mommy." Then he comes back and asks for food. HA!

So my plan for the next six days is not to think about the race but to think about the warm hugs and kisses from my kids when I get back home. That is my reward for kicking ass!

13.1 miles here I come!!!

Sunday, January 20, 2013

Week 81

Hello readers!! I am sorry I skipped last week's post. I just couldn't wrap my head around posting. I had a really bad Week 80. I gained 5 pounds. I was unhappy with a lot that was going on that week. A lot of changes happen... some good and lots of bad. I ran to comfort foods. All my hard work over the last month gone in one week. 

I was very upset that I did that to myself. Instead of eating more and more I took that energy and dragged my bunz to the gym. I normally did not go to the gym on a weekday so going twice during the week was a big deal for me. 

While at the gym I hit the treadmill HARD!! I was able to keep a 12:00 minute/mile pace for five minutes. That is a whole minute and a half better then my normal mile pace. I have a before and after picture to prove that I am killing it. 

There a huge difference in running at the gym and running out doors in the winter. It is so freaking hot at the gym. I sweated through every last piece of clothing I was wearing. It was gross but sweat is fat crying. 

I don't think my ActiveLink knew what to do with itself this week. I earn most activity points in the first three day of the week than I did the entire week the week prior. The lights were going crazy and I loved it. Only one day this week I didn't reached my baseline and that's ok. Everyone needs a day off to rest. I earned 41 activity points this week. The last time I earned that much was back when I first got my ActiveLink. A week in November came in a close 2nd. 41 activity points means...I lost weight this week. I lost 2.5 pounds...half of my last gain. I want to keep this pace going. 

This brings me to my Even Better in 2013 Challenge. I am pleased to see many ladies sign up for this 8-week challenge. Today the initial weigh-in happened and tomorrow the challenge starts. I have a good feeling about this. 

Another good feeling is crossing my legs. Yes...crossing my legs. I didn't realize until today that I cross my legs a lot more now. I want to say that I have been crossing my legs for the past four months now. (give or take) Even with all the initial weight loss I was still able to cross them. It's something so simple and so awesome. 
Keeping track with the good feelings. I ran my longest outdoor distance today. I run 5.1 miles. AWESOME! I had planned on running 10 miles today but the wind kicked up so badly it knocked the wind out of my lungs. With that, my pace increased. I was very upset about that. My pace was a strong 13:10 minute/mile and then BOOM! WIND! I am still proud of myself. 

Week 81

Hello readers!! I am sorry I skipped last week's post. I just couldn't wrap my head around posting. I had a really bad Week 80. I gained 5 pounds. I was unhappy with a lot that was going on that week. A lot of changes happen... some good and lots of bad. I ran to comfort foods. All my hard work over the last month gone in one week. 

I was very upset that I did that to myself. Instead of eating more and more I took that energy and dragged my bunz to the gym. I normally did not go to the gym on a weekday so going twice during the week was a big deal for me. 

While at the gym I hit the treadmill HARD!! I was able to keep a 12:00 minute/mile pace for five minutes. That is a whole minute and a half better then my normal mile pace. I have a before and after picture to prove that I am killing it. 

There a huge difference in running at the gym and running out doors in the winter. It is so freaking hot at the gym. I sweated through every last piece of clothing I was wearing. It was gross but sweat is fat crying. 

I don't think my ActiveLink knew what to do with itself this week. I earn most activity points in the first three day of the week than I did the entire week the week prior. The lights were going crazy and I loved it. Only one day this week I didn't reached my baseline and that's ok. Everyone needs a day off to rest. I earned 41 activity points this week. The last time I earned that much was back when I first got my ActiveLink. A week in November came in a close 2nd. 41 activity points means...I lost weight this week. I lost 2.5 pounds...half of my last gain. I want to keep this pace going. 

This brings me to my Even Better in 2013 Challenge. I am pleased to see many ladies sign up for this 8-week challenge. Today the initial weigh-in happened and tomorrow the challenge starts. I have a good feeling about this. 

Another good feeling is crossing my legs. Yes...crossing my legs. I didn't realize until today that I cross my legs a lot more now. I want to say that I have been crossing my legs for the past four months now. (give or take) Even with all the initial weight loss I was still able to cross them. It's something so simple and so awesome. 
Keeping track with the good feelings. I ran my longest outdoor distance today. I run 5.1 miles. AWESOME! I had planned on running 10 miles today but the wind kicked up so badly it knocked the wind out of my lungs. With that, my pace increased. I was very upset about that. My pace was a strong 13:10 minute/mile and then BOOM! WIND! I am still proud of myself. 

Monday, January 7, 2013

My New Bike.

I mention on yesterday's post  that I purchased a new bike. That bad boy got here today. I was so super excited to found out that my new bike was scheduled to me delivered today instead of Thursday. It was like Christmas morning all over again. I watched Mr. UPS man drag it into my building. It had a difficult time with the box. Sorry dude.

My kids were very excited to see the huge box enter the apartment. They love drawing and playing with any box that comes in.

When I got Lenny the Bike I did not built her. I started and had no idea what I was doing and my husband took over. This go around I was determined that I was going to do it by myself. Looking at the bike in the parts in the box....I was ready.

I built the bike all by myself! When I was all done my daughter thought of the name for him. She named him Sheldon. I think it's a perfect name.

As soon as the everyone was sleep....I went for a quick neighborhood ride. For the first 10 feet my body was confused as all heck. I had NEVER EVER rode a fixed gear bike. As a child I learned how to ride on a single speed and Lenny is a 7 speed. I never have to pedal on my block because it is a slight down hill. I was able to get use to the notion of just keep pedaling. I need practice  The great things about Sheldon, I can flip the back wheel and it turns into a single speed freewheel. I may flip it over.

I guess you can call me a bike collector.

My New Bike.

I mention on yesterday's post  that I purchased a new bike. That bad boy got here today. I was so super excited to found out that my new bike was scheduled to me delivered today instead of Thursday. It was like Christmas morning all over again. I watched Mr. UPS man drag it into my building. It had a difficult time with the box. Sorry dude.

My kids were very excited to see the huge box enter the apartment. They love drawing and playing with any box that comes in.

When I got Lenny the Bike I did not built her. I started and had no idea what I was doing and my husband took over. This go around I was determined that I was going to do it by myself. Looking at the bike in the parts in the box....I was ready.

I built the bike all by myself! When I was all done my daughter thought of the name for him. She named him Sheldon. I think it's a perfect name.

As soon as the everyone was sleep....I went for a quick neighborhood ride. For the first 10 feet my body was confused as all heck. I had NEVER EVER rode a fixed gear bike. As a child I learned how to ride on a single speed and Lenny is a 7 speed. I never have to pedal on my block because it is a slight down hill. I was able to get use to the notion of just keep pedaling. I need practice  The great things about Sheldon, I can flip the back wheel and it turns into a single speed freewheel. I may flip it over.

I guess you can call me a bike collector.

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Week 79

I really didn't want to write this post today. It would be really bad to start off 2013 without a weekly post. I know that I will not have time to post tomorrow.

Stress has completely overcome my life. It never wants to go away. I have been trying my best to deal with it but I feel like I am failing at it. I know to get on my bike and pedel away the stress....Finding time seems to be diffcult and I am not a night time rider... I need to change that...especially since I run at night. Makes you think huh?

Even with the stress I have good things going on too. I am pleased to announce I purchased a new bike.  It's a pretty fixie bike. The tires of this bike match my Lenny. Check it out!
This baby had a major price cut. I got 5% off and free shipping. If I didn't get out I would have hated myself. I can't wait until it gets here.

What happened to Lenny? Nothing happen to my fat-ass. My baby isn't going any where. I am just adding to my bike collection.

The changes going on with my body has bought a lot of attention. A lot of my co-workers have approached me about what I am doing (those who are not on my Facebook that is). They have told me that I look amazing. This attention is so strange to me. I am really not use to the questions at work...well not from people I rarely interact with.

Gosh... it took me all day to finish is post. I was so distracted. I am watching The Biggest Loser now. Totally distracted!!!