As I write this I'm filled with conflicting emotions. I'm happy, thrilled to bits actually...who wouldn't be? I have MY bike sitting in MY utility room, it's finally here! But I'm also scared and anxious as the reality of this huge commitment begins to settle in on my shoulders. So rather than be 100% giddy with excitement when I look at the bike (which is what I totally expected myself to be), I'm actually just more aware of the corner I've painted myself into and it's hit me with all it's reality. I think part of the problem is that I had built this up to be some momentous occasion in my head, fireworks would explode, animated bluebirds would land on my shoulder and in reality the only thing that has happened is my last excuse just melted away with the ice. I now stand facing my challenge squarely in the face and feel I'm woefully inadequate. To make matters even more intense I weighed myself this morning for the first time in quite awhile and had pictures taken with the bike this afternoon...it really is a miracle I don't find myself sitting knees drawn up to my chin rocking hysterically in a dark corner somewhere.
Here it is at last! The bright orange station wagon of bicycles, I love it. It still doesn't feel like mine but I think once I've customized it a bit that will change.
Also in the picture is our sweet dog Beatrix the Staffordshire Terrier, she is the most patient and loving creature who constantly amazes me with her tolerance for Jack.
I have what I hope are reasonable expectations for the first week and my goal is to build up to an easy 5 mile round trip. I've mapped out some routes that appeal to me and found an old rain poncho. I don't have a lock yet or a puncture repair kit and a pump but those things will have to come in a few weeks, either way it's time to hit the road and start having fun on our bike!