So pleased with myself

I know I'm not normally a very cocky person but today I'm just too damn proud of myself not to let you all know just how great I am.

For Christmas we got my oldest child a bike. We assembled it this weekend (no I'm not cocky because I'm a huge procrastinator. Besides it was damn snowy this winter, lay off) and found out that it doesn't really fit her (nope, not my moment of pride either) but it fits me perfectly.

I had to wrestle with some deamons here people. I haven't ridden a bike in a good 15 years. Ever since I went riding through the streets of Arcata, CA and some hapless hippy almost ran me over. Seriously. I knew I could ride, but did I want to die?

One of the nice things about living where I do is the trail system here. They are everywhere. One just happens to start right off the end of my cul-de-sac (cue no/fx song. sorry) Without thinking I slap on my helmet and go hit the trail. One of the hills was so hard that I saw two people get off and walk their bikes. But I conquered the beast and rode on home.

My bike ride was short (though it almost killed me and I thought my lungs were going to burst) but I did it and am very proud of myself. Even though my ass now hurts and I have a slightly chafed vagina, I did it. Aren't you proud of me?