This Saturday morning I have plans. Big plans. I'm riding in the Goldilocks race. Now, I use the term "race" very loosely in referring to my own participation. I'm not racing. I'm riding. And hopefully finishing my 20 mile route. That is the goal.
See, when I registered for this lovely event (I think it was in February) I was so motivated. I'd go to my spin class once a week and I'd be even more likely to go since I was "in training". But then February came and brought along with it the plague. Actually, several plagues, one right after another. Then there was March. And April. Then, lo and behold, it was May. MAY!?!?!
As of last Saturday, my preparation had included two spin classes and some socks. I'm happy to report that this week I've upped my game a bit and now have a bike to ride. A road bike and my budget don't get along, so I got the lightest (and cutest) mountain bike I could afford. I even got a water bottle that attaches to my bike, a bag for some junk and some gloves. CG insisted on a monitor thingy that will make much more sense to him but will tell me how many miles I've gone. And because I can do simple math I will know how many miles I have left. I was planning on getting some padded bicycle shorts (hawt!) but rumor has it that they cost $100. I think I'm more likely to put a pillow down my pants at that price.
So, if you're going to be in Herriman this Saturday come on out and cheer me on. Or laugh. Because the biggest difference between my bike and the spin bikes is that my bike can tip over. The potential for humiliation is high. But that means the potential for blog fodder is high as well. Silver lining!
But I will leave you with this deep, although completely unrelated, quote that I read in my spin class this week.
"My goal is to be remembered for who I am, not for what people wished I was."