Bike Ride

I rode my bike to go get Paige from school yesterday. I still have a headache from the lack of oxygen. lol. Needless to say, it kicked my butt, twice. I had this grand idea in my head that it wasn't that far (2 miles each way). Piece of cake! I put Samantha and Ethan in the back trailer, filled up the kids and my water bottles, grabbed my inhaler, quickly taught Ethan how to call 911 on the cell phone ("Now, what do we do if mommy passes out? Press 9 -1- 1, then send") And off we went.

The ride there went fine. Don't get me wrong, I was exhausted, but I was feeling alright. I rode down the HUGE hill into her school and then around the side and everyone said "You rode here? How are you going to get back up the hill?" (Seriously, until that very second, I hadn't thought of that. WHO DOESN'T THINK OF THAT?! AM I CRAZY?!) I laughed it off, played cool. Acting like OF COURSE I had thought of that, why wouldn't I have? And then quickly thought to myself, Crap.

Paige came out and was way geeked that we were riding home on the bike. She quietly whispered that she would help me walk it up the hill. (precious child could see her mothers exhaustion). Once we got to the top I put Sammy into the front carrier on my bike and Paige hopped in the back with Ethan.

I made it about half way home and thought to myself, "Never again." Once I got to the end of my street (which goes up hill to the house) I told myself, just do 20 more cycles. Once I reached that, I stopped, we were 1 house away, and told the kids to hop out. I barely dragged my body in the house before I collapsed, legs wobbly, head aching, hands shaking and layed there while the kids turned on a show to watch.

I made it though! WOO HOO. I think I should have worked my way up to that, you think? HA! I think that DEFINITELY counts as an "Abenture", don't you?

Success