Like scratching an itch...

Today was beautiful sunny, warm 80* and the mister was not happy. I'm thinking he had too much Easter (pictures to come after the game is over). Anyway, mister would not take a nap, granted he slept through the night (yea!) he woke up at 7:30 and by 10am he was tired but refused to sleep. I ended up going over to my mom's around 1pm to have lunch. She kept Benjamin while I made a Target run for formula, bread, sugar and milk. Get done at Target and he is still sleeping with my mom, so I rush home (dark clouds go away) to get on my bike. I have been *dying* to get on my bike, its like an itch I could not scratch. Finally, I am babe free and the weather, although threatening looking, I am excited. Dust off my bike, pump up the tires, and then the back tire wasn't cooperating and not inflating. I work with it a little and still nothing. The dark clouds pressure me to work faster, because I am going for a ride today! In the moment of panic over the weather, I had an idea. Switch out the tires with my old bike. Worked like a charm. Run upstairs covered in grease, look outside (no rain) and rush to get dressed and attempt to put my hair in a pony tail (darn hair stylist who cut my hair too short!) grab a water bottle and out the door I go. I will admit I was a little nervous, it had been almost a year since I had gotten on my bike (thanks to pregnancy). I decide that circling the court would be the best option to check out the bike and my coordination. I run through the gears and everything seems to come back, so I venture out through the neighborhoods. I guess its like they say, you never forget how to ride a bike. I didn't attempt the aero bars; saving that one for another day.

I rode for a half an hour and it was pure heaven! And it never rained! The wind, the feeling of going fast and grinding it out on the hills (even if they were small hills compared to what I used to climb). I love that feeling of satisfaction and tiredness after completing a ride. I shower and go pick up the mister who slept for two hours with his grandma. Happy babe and happy momma. The itch has been scratched.

Now, I am itching to do another triathlon.....