To get over my sad weigh-in today, I desperately needed to remind myself that I am, in fact, still in decent shape. And since the sun was shining after work, I decided it was time for my Mt. Tabor rematch. Success! But I’m not going to lie, had there been more spectators, I’m pretty sure I would have turned around. You can probably imagine the huffy, puffy, sweaty mess I was. Nonetheless, I’m psyched about the victory… and more psyched that I’m alive to type about it!
The bike on top; downtown and west hills in the distance:
Cody made dinner for James and I!
For dessert James brought chocolate filled eggs… definitely put these on your list of things to do next Easter:
TGIF, in a major way.