Riding to work this morning was like sitting in a wind tunnel. I’m glad I don’t have the speedo on the bike yet as I don’t think I want to know how slowly I was going. One pleasant bonus of riding down the Roe Highway is passing the Tip Top Bakery in Canning Vale… the smell of freshly baked bread is intoxicating; it makes me think of a thick slice of crusty bread with peanut butter! I’ve been able to leave the house guilt-free in the mornings, almost. Knowing MGirl is home between her mock exams and the real ones and that she is kindly walking FD#1 for me really lightens my load on a daily basis. She and CBoy have been really helpful with the dog, even if they let her jump in the stinky creek down by the railway line one day after I’ve taken her to the hydro bath at the pet shop!
With the enthusiasm of yesterday with NOVA, I am feeling a little more confident about selling my endeavour and have been in touch with the local community paper. There is a photographer coming to work tomorrow to take photos of me in my Death Racer gear attempting to look like a serious ultra-marathoner! (Who at the moment is back to running 5kms! Ironic really; one thousand steps). This is a big step as I am truly starting to make my cause more public, no anonymity, no backing out. Just as it should be; being accountable in life makes you a better person. I am excited by the prospect of what may come and I will hang on for the ride. Better get my running shoes on!
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