My day of no exercise yesterday left me with a night of no
sleep. Literally, I was wide awake until
close to 3 am. I even resorted to half
of a sleeping pill: no effect. It seems I have to physically exhaust myself
to be able to sleep for even a few hours.
What happened to Julie the professional sleeper?
So today I went to the bike store and bought a bike
helmet. It was surprisingly fun. Helmets these days are really cool looking,
kinda like the fashion statement hats I saw worn by the stylish attendees at
the Royal Wedding. Plus, they fit so
well! Nothing like the last helmet I had
(a decade ago) that was like a styrofoam globe wobbling all over my head and
making me feel like an astronaut in Apollo 13. Ugh, maybe Apollo 11.
So I came home and helpful husband pumped up the bike tires
of his hybrid bike, which I intend to ride in the race, and I set off with my
GPS tracker and just tooled the neighborhood for 45 minutes. And discovered, luckily, that “tooling” for
me is more like becoming a machine with piston legs. Thank you spinning training. There will never again be any such thing for
me as a la-de-da kinda bike ride. I get
on that thing and I want to hammer it.
My main fear is going super fast and hitting a bump or pothole and
becoming airborne, so I tested that out with this bike and am happy to say that
it’s heavy enough that I felt pretty securely tethered to earth even when going
at jet speed. I only rode 9.5 miles and had to stop at a bunch of stop lights, etc., but
I could’ve easily done twice that distance, even with a bike seat that felt
like a concrete slab.
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