I took a look at the weather. It said a high of 43 with afternoon showers. I checked the hourly forecast and it said it would be cold in the morning with showers starting around 2:30. Okay, I can deal with this. I have rain gear. I posted my plan on Facebook and my Bunco friend, Hair Stylist extraordinaire (who happens to live just off the route I was taking in Nampa) offered to make me a yummy lunch. Sweet! Couldn't ask for a better pit stop!!!
This morning, I made sure to get up early and make a GOOD breakfast. Gotta fuel the body properly if you are gonna work it this hard. I put on my warm clothes including my rain gear. I packed my hydration pack with extra warm gear (just in case) and my snacks, money and ID. I checked my tires; they were all good to go. But my tummy was giving me a different vibe. And it's cold out there! I checked the weather channel again it had changed. It still said a high of 43 with a humidity of 51% and it said snow at 9am with rain at 10am and again at 2:30. Le Sigh. I wasn't feeling well. Something was telling me to stay home curled up on the couch where it was warm. Then there was this nagging feeling that *something* wasn't right.
Really? I made all the plans, I checked and double checked everything. I often get this feeling before a big work out. It's so much easier to stay home than it is to get out there and push my body. So, I did what I have done every other time...I went anyway!
I SHOULD HAVE LISTENED!!!!!!!!! There is a reason we have an intuition and we really should listen to it!
The bike ride started out like any other bike ride. Ya, it was a bit chilly but it was all good. In the distance, Bogus Basin was covered in snow to the North and the Owyhees were covered in snow to the South. I live in such a beautiful place! I made it all the way to Nampa and started heading to the Lake. I even did one of my amazing "I'm doing nothing" falls. Seriously? How does that happen? It was a comedy of errors, only this time no one was around to see it. Back up and at it again, to the Lake I went. The roads looked familiar and I had sweet memories and flash backs of the Lake Lowell Marathon. Not gonna lie, my toes had gone numb and I could no longer see the Owyhees and the snow was blowing in. Brrrrrrrrr. I made a turn and that wind was blowing right at me. The ride was getting harder and slower. Much slower.
I had stopped to message Shannon to let her know that I was going to be late. With her, "Keep it up. I"ll see ya when I see ya" message, my spirits were boosted. Sometimes something so simple can work wonders. My spirit was lifted and I was ready to hit it. But something wasn't right. No matter how hard I peddled I felt like I was peddling through a sandy beach, and believe me I was FAR FAR away from anything warm and sandy. I stopped again, to get my granola bar thinking maybe I was just low on fuel. I looked up and saw the snow blowing vertical to the street. Ugggg. What little time I had my fingers uncovered, they were hurting from the cold wind. Moving was the only thing that was going to keep me warm. I started again. But, wow! It was HARD!!!! I peddled some more. I found myself questioning my sanity. What was I thinking??? How am I going to do a 400 mile bike ride in a week if I am struggling so hard at 30 miles? What was wrong with me today? Was it the cold? Was it the 20 miles on skates last night? I stopped again for another bite of my bar. I was at 34 miles. I had another 6 or so to get to Shannon's house. That is when I noticed it.
Tires aren't supposed to look like that are they?
A freakin' flat tire!!!! And before you ask. No. I have not learned to change a flat yet, and NO I do not have the standard "Flat Fixin' Pack" on my bike, and YES I am way far away from home and its snowy and COLD outside!
I called Shannon and thankfully she could come pick me up. When she got there, she said, "You have more motivation in your little pinky than I have in my whole body." I had to laugh and my reply was, "No, just more insanity." Now, before you argue with me and say, "Don't put yourself down", take a look at this definition:
in·sane
[in-seyn] Show IPA
1.
2.
of, pertaining to, or characteristic of a person who ismentally deranged: insane actions; an insane asylum.
3.
utterly senseless: an insane plan.
"Utterly senseless: an insane plan" Yup that pretty much describes my 60 mile ride today: not feeling well, cold, snow and rain in the forecast AND I was woefully unprepared for a flat tire that would of course happen miles away from civilization!!!!
Thankfully, Shannon could pick me up and take me back to her place and feed me amazing, hot Irish Stew with a glass of red wine to warm me up. Gratefully, my hubby could take some extra time off of work to come rescue me from Shannon's place in Nampa and get me home safe and sound. I have been home for a little over 2 hours and I'm STILL cold!!!!!
BTW, I checked my tire. No holes. No prickly stickers. I aired it up and it seems perfectly fine. I have no idea what caused my flat tire. But you can rest assured I will NOT be going out again without learning how to change a flat or with at least a pump to pump up some weirdly flat tire with no visible reason to be flat! Lesson learned.
So Yes, I'm a Lunatic, but at least I'm a motivated Lunatic! Now if I can just learn to discern between the "I don't want tos" and my actual intuition :).
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