I’m No Farmer But I’ve Got the Tan

by sara on July 1, 2012

A few weeks ago I stumbled on a link for a 100k bike ride as part of the Wildflower Festival in Richardson.  I thought it would be fun so I signed myself and Jason up.  Hint: hours of exercise is never “fun.”

Here we are in front of Lake Lavon.  I think.  I don’t remember.  I convinced Jason that it was really scenic and that we should stop and take pictures but really I just needed to stand up for a minute and give my butt/legs a rest.

Don’t get too excited, ladies.  Jason refuses to wear bike shorts only.  It’s actually a good thing b/c I’m still having nightmares about the amount of old man bulge that I saw at each rest stop that day.  Let’s just say there are some things that should be left to the imagination.

After 63 miles on a bike your only reaction is to get off as quickly as possible, throw your bike down and tell yourself that it’s ok to be fat and never exercise again.  Until you wake up the next day, forget how painful it was, and convince yourself to sign up for a 100 miler.

I made Jason stop and pose for another pic before we hurried back to our car to go to the donut store.  I don’t ride for nothing.

Yeah.  Zoops.  Kinda forgot an important ingredient.  And it wasn’t a helmet.

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Ice July 11, 2012 at 1:17 pm

That tan is freakin amazing


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