Grandma loses a friend and gets wind!

Oh dear, can you believe it. Today I lost a friend. I know right, who could not love BAD Wendy??

Turns out she took objection to my newly acquired "love" of Spinning. And I quote:

"Spin classes are THE worst gym classes ever devised and you have been enjoying it.  WT???  I am disturbed.  Deeply disturbed and wondering if I can actually eat with you again.....sigh......"

The thing is, I really can't disagree with her logic. I remember ripping into a fabulous friend of mine who liked spinning. Personally, I didn't think anyone did spinning after the age of 10! Now while I am very optimistic we can repair this and I will be allowed to eat (and hopefully ski) with my friend again ... it does highlight the inherit risk of undertaking new and exciting activities... and really, you sometimes have to question is it worth the cost? 

And goodness me... have I quietly joined the "Lycra Brigade" while focusing on my goal? My only defense is that I am helping girls to empower their lives... what could be a better cause than this?

Speaking of the Lycra Brigade and Grandma's... yes I now own Lycra. Horrid but I am hoping my patootie will thank me for it. So I met Josie today for a really big ride. She looks fabulous as always. I personally was suffering from a bit of muffin top from my lycra... obviously a very elegant and petite muffin top.. but a muffin top nonetheless. I will come back to our ride soon... but meanwhile... who knew that Lycra pants are just like grandma pants. You have to pull them up. Really high. Good grief, really? 

So then you have two options... be like a normal person and have an elegant muffin top, or be like a Grandma with "high pants" and no muffin top.

Don't you just hate it when life throws up alternatives, and really none of them are appealing?? I know right? Where is the justice in that?

So back to my ride today with Josie... Let me tell you just on the quiet that one of us did not bring our A Game to this ride. One of us struggled a little bit with feeling sick. Unfortunately the one of us may actually have been me! This may have been a major factor in why we did not achieve 35km in our allotted time. But really, 27km is pretty good, no? 

The other big impact on our ride might have been the fact that we live in the 3rd windiest cities in the world after Chicago USA and Wellington NZ. We turned a corner onto West Swan Road with the intention of cycling a really long way... and it was like we hit a brick wall. It was hard to pedal against the wind. Even Josie stopped and suggested that we might want to change our plans somewhat. So when Josie says it is windy, then we all know that it is truly windy and in no way related to Wendy being a big whiny baby.

So my challenges for tomorrow are (in no particular order):

1. try not to lose more friends
2. try to repair my severely damaged friendship
3. try to convince myself that there is nothing wrong with Grandma high pants
4. try to bring my A-Game to my ride with Josie
5. hope for no more wind 

Wish me luck!!

W xx