I rode my bike tonight, up a road that I was advised was an easy ride. Oh. My. Hell. It wasn’t easy, it was mad hard, but I did it! I freaking did it! I had to stop once I was off that hilly part because I’m a diabetic, and I had a weird food day where everything made me gag SO I used up whatever sugar I had left on those hills. BUT I did it!. I am doing all of this, this insane working out where if I don’t work out I am mad, and moody and pissed off for my children. For my girls that I love more than life, and for the promise of another baby. Be it a boy or a girl (but I want a BOY sooooo bad I can’t stand it!) I don’t care. I walk, I peddle, I cry, I throw up (or close to it) for those short people, or for those not so short people anymore. This is the hardest but most important thing I’ve ever done in my life.
Up Hill August 10, 2010