First of all I want to say I spend hours yesterday reading journals and crying. They were all so touching and sad. Everyone did such a good job. Bless you one and all.
Tomorrow is my bike ride to finish the trail. Thursday is my birthday. It has rained and been cloudy all weekend and I only got to ride once to get ready, but the ride tomorrow is shorter then the other stretches. 35.8 miles total. My husband wants to ride some in Missouri so it may end up longer. I am ready for any problems this time. We are leaving early in the morning and getting our motel room first so we don't have to carry our clothes and then hopefully will be on the trail by 10. It should take us around 6 hours to do the ride with stops and all which will give us time to wash up and then go out to eat at the Deli Depot and get my t-shirt. The weather is suppose to be cooler then they first said, so I am not sure what to wear now. Layers so I can take them off as it gets warmer. Now it doesn't sound like it will even hit 80. Fall is coming rapidly. So not ready to give up the riding. Might try that spinning class to see if I like it.
52 years old. My mother died 13 days after her 52th birthday. I keep thinking, this is how my mother felt. This is how she enjoyed things, this feels so young to die. It has been on my mind alot.
Getting to this age has spurred me on to getting in better shape even though my mothers illness had nothing to do with her being in bad shape. My mother was a smoker though and not physically active at all except work. Maybe in the back of my mind is some fear of this age. I always joke I am in my twilight years in my family. Few if any have hit 70. Can I change that? I can try......
Now for something lighter. Isn't this colt so cute. Showing off for us yesterday so I had to get some pics.