Here's the set-up:
Nate always rides behind me unless he needs to pass me on a hill, which happens on most hills, but I think he's trying not too. He tells me when cars are coming and is able to see when I fall or have a problem. He also gives me pointers. There is no telling from pointer to pointer whether it will be well received by the recipient. A more regular flow of oxygen to my brain will surely help with my attitude.
I am woefully out of shape.
Nate's riding behind me and I hear: Babe, you are really toning up already!
Me: (gasp, wheeze, struggling for air) What?!
Nate: Yeah, I can tell already!
Isn't he sweet? I'm still skeptical, I think he was just trying to make me feel better. He maintains that the calves are the first to go.
2. I (think I) am having my first cello lesson since June of 2005, today! I found out I was having it today, yesterday! I could be more prepared! Boy am I nervous!
3. Nate spent the evening last night realigning my wheels and adjusting my gear shifts on the bike, with whom I always argue (the gear shifts, not Nate, I'm too out of breath to argue with Nate). Isn't that nice? I can't wait to try it! My back brake was rubbing up agin my wheel last night and I got jipped of some serious coasting that should have been coming my way.
4. There will be lots of work outside and gardening this weekend!! I will weed the herb garden (this consists of pulling up the mint that continues to pop up everywhere) and the beet bed.



6. What are you doing?