I'm Allright

It’s been a while since my last post and I figured I was due. I just haven’t had much to say lately. Life has been good. I had a great 4th of July weekend minus wrecking the bikes and missing the ride but I got in some quality time with friends on Alex’s front lawn, several good swims, lunch with Casey at my favorite place and I helped celebrate Kathryn’s birthday.

On Saturday morning, as we were heading out to ride in Burlington, I made the mistake of backing into one of Alex’s neighbor’s car. What a morning! There was some damage to the bikes but they have since been repaired and ready to ride again. I learned a valuable lesson that morning. It really is how you respond to something. I wrote about this issue a few blogs ago but never thought I would have to put it into such practice. I remained calm, somewhat cool, and I never cried. I dealt with it. I laughed with Alex over it and I made the best of the situation. It happened. We moved on. Having Alex with me helped. She looked at me and said, “Maybe we weren’t meant to ride. Maybe if we’d ridden, we would have been hit by a car.” Good point. You just never know.

This past week has flown by! I enjoyed another fun Wednesday with Casey and our wings. I followed it up with a great discussion at Guinness and the Good News that I feel very passionate about. I just couldn’t keep my mouth shut! :)

I took my last spin class for a while on Tuesday night. It made me kind of sad. I’m not sure if that’s because of the amazing workout or because it’s my only connection to a past friend. But either way, I’ll miss it and her.

I’m scheduled to have knee surgery on Monday morning. My mom is coming into town Sunday to stay with me. I would say it‘s going to be a good time but I don’t think it’s going to be. I’m scared. I’m being taken out of the game. There are so many questions that are going through my mind right now. The what ifs- what if I lose my muscles, my determination to be fit, my mind? What if I gain all my weight back? What if there is something seriously wrong? I’m trying not to play that game but in the middle of the night, it keeps me up.

It’s going to be a good weekend no matter what. I have several decisions to make and things to think through but I refuse to let them get to me. I am going to push through and enjoy a few good bike rides, some swims, and I might even have to hit the stairmaster one last time.

So I’m ok. I’ll try not to play the “what if” game until the doctor rolls the dice.