It's not having been in the dark house, but having left it that counts. President Theodore Roosevelt

One more day!  Hard to believe but it is finally here, the 2012 Alaska Clean Air Bike Challenge.  The fundraising is now a bit of a competition, too.  Yessirree...there are not many things that get me truly motivated but losing first place to a boy/man/person of the male persuasion just does not set well with me and the person in second place is exactly that.  At check-in the other day I heard he is stalking me and is out to beat me.  Well, let me tell you what...there is NO way that is going to happen.  So, in case you are still interested in supporting me - here's the link and Saturday at noon is the deadline.  Dara Glass - Clean Air Bike Challenge.  All dignity and humility has been thrown out the window at this point!

Ok, enough of that.

Just in case you are wondering, I wrecked on my bike last Saturday at the end of my training ride. In fact, and I am so embarrassed to admit this, I was in our condo building's parking garage getting ready to stop my bike and hop off, when WHAM!  Down I went.  There is now a very lovely yellowish, black, blue and purplish goose egg on the fatty part of my left arm between my elbow and wrist and it hurts to rest it on my desk and type.  It is a deep bruise because it really did not show up until Tuesday, 3 days after the fact.  I iced it thoroughly Saturday when I finally got upstairs and again on Sunday when I got home from the Bike for Women, otherwise, it would probably be about 3x the size it is now.  I finally have a battle wound and I am so very proud.

Even moose know how to Tebow which is what this guy
was doing when I saw him on my bike ride the other day.

Sam is doing ok.  Next week he is scheduled for an MRI and CT scans because of his head and his legs with the results coming the following week.  As Sam says, it is what it is because there just is not anything we can do about it anyway, just make the best of what life throws at us.  I know he is not feeling all that good, though, because he has not been doing much which is very unlike him.  And, I admit, he is much more patient than I am when it comes to waiting for the results.  I want them NOW not tomorrow or the next day but NOW.  Can you imagine?

This will be the first weekend since we moved here that we will be apart and I think we are both suffering a bit of apprehension about it, although if you asked Sam, I am sure he would deny it.  It is an odd feeling, though, knowing if anything happens to him I will not be here to help.  I am sure he will be fine, but there is still that little part of me that worries.  On the other hand, Rocky and Sweet Pea will be here to entertain, so the three of them will probably not even miss me!

Ciao!