Nov 12 = 345
Nov 26 = 342.8 (-2.2)
November Total = 2.2
Dec 10 = 340.2 (-2.6)
Jan 03 = 344.2 (+4.0)
Jan 10 = 337.8 (-6.4)
Jan 17 = 340.4 (+2.6)
Jan 24 = 340.4 (0.0)
January Total = -0.02
Feb 07 = 342.2 (+1.8) Feb 14 = 344.6 (+2.4)
Feb 21 = 339,2 (-5.4)
Feb 28 =
February Total = -3.0
Mar 07 – Did Not weigh-in
Mar 14 – Did not weigh-in
Mar 21 = 335.2 (-2.2)
March Total = -2.2
Apr 04 – N/A
Apr 11 – 335.6 (+0.4)
Apr 18 – 336.6 (+1.0)
Apr 25 – 336.6
April Total = +1.4
May 02 – N/A
May 09 – 336.2 (-0.4)
May 23 – 336.4 (+0.2)
May Total = -0.2
June 01 – 333.2 (-3.2)
June 13 – 334.0 (+0.8)
June 20 –
July 11 – 329.0 (-5.0)
Total loss so far = 16.0
Not sure were to start this Blog. My sister pointed out that I have not blogged since June 15th, so I decided it was time to update this thing on my happenings. Since, it has been so a few weeks since I last posted this might be a fairly lengthy one.
Let’s see, I guess we can start with the mountain bike expedition to Chickasaw Trace. I was very excited and VERY (Extremely) nervous about this outing. If you know my track record of mountain biking, you can guess why I was a bit nervous. For those of you that don’t know, here is a quick run down.
1st outing: Road around 5-6 miles of Chickasaw trails. Somewhere in there I started cramping in both my arms and then proceeded to cramp in both my legs. As you might have guessed it is extremely difficult to ride a bike when your lower half of your body is stiffing up. Well, I was able to walk out on my own accord.
2nd Outing: Not to crazy, I believe I walked out of the trail after 2 miles. I just could not keep going.
3rd Outing: We went camping in Fall Creek Falls, while there we decided to do a little mountain biking on an old jeep trail. It was not to bad except for the fact it was pretty much all up hill and there were trees down on the path. On top of carrying the bikes over trees we had to walk/ride up hill. I do not remember how many miles we got in, but we decided to turn around and head back to the car. We got past the downed trees and started riding down the hill. I decided to man up, have no fear and ride this sucker out. I was behind my buddy Chris as he took his lines down the hill. I decided to follow his line to the best of my ability. That did not go so well. I hit a rock, tapped the wrong break, or something, but I end up flying over the handle bars, hitting the ground, and the bike landing on top of me. I was fine except for the bruised ego and sprained ankle. I wish I had pics of that wreck. We walked the bikes out and loaded them up on the rack. As we loaded my bike we noticed the tire was turning funny. After looking at it for a minute we realized that I had bent the heck out of the front rim. Little banged up and bruised. I suspect the fear of hills and falling kicked in at this moment.
Now back to the present. Saturday July 2, Chickasaw trace. We loaded up the car and headed to the park. Once, there we unloaded the car and I realized I left my helmet back at Mike’s house. I thought he grabbed it, since it was beside his. After asking Mike if he grabbed my helmet and getting the answer “I’m not your wife!” I realized my helmet was not near his and was left by the water heater in the garage. Well, not the best start to a ride, but we decided to hit the trail. As we ride we get to the first obstacle, a small descent into a dip. It takes a few words of encouragement to get me to ride it, but I do and I make it. We ride on; somewhere in there the seat breaks. Mike slaps it back on and we hope that it holds. Obstacle number two comes up and I have a moment of freak out. I don’t want to ride it, I barely want walk down it. Now, looking back on it I feel like I freak out over nothing, but at the time I could not help myself. I saw myself breaking something. It takes Mike 20-30 min. to talk me into conquering my fear and just go. After talking the camel back and providing me his helmet. I decide its time to man up and just go for it. It did not end quite as well as I hoped but I did make it down and I did not get hurt. I can’t say that much for the bike. As I lay on the ground from the fall, I check my extremities to make sure they all work. Mike asked "if I was o.k.?' and holding up my bike. I say “Yes!” and get up, dust myself off and figured we can keep going. After checking that I was not hurt, Mike moved from in front of my bike to reveal the bent handle bars. So, needless to say we were walking out, but lucky for us the cut out was only a few steps away. We walked the bikes out and then headed back to the car. Once we got back up to the rode, I hopped back on the bike to ride it to the car with a slight lean and no seat (Mike had the seat in his hand). We got back to the car, put the bikes on the rack, and watched the video of the crash. Yes, we got video. I will load it below. All in all it was a good day. I did not get hurt. I can’t say the same for my bike, but I will do it again. Well, once I get new handle bars.
This is long enough, so I will post a separate blog for the July 4th 5K/10K.
This is long enough, so I will post a separate blog for the July 4th 5K/10K.
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