Reminiscing...

Amazing how one week can affect your life. I'm somehow back to normal but at the same time different. Yesterday I went to pick up a donation of cat litter and food. I still don't have a bike rack so took a larger backpack to put it all in. As it turn out, the cat litter was 1/4 of a small plastic container that I was able to put in a plastic bag and 1 1/2 bag of food. Totally easy to get in the backpack. BUT it was heavy and I nearly tipped over the first time I tried to get on my bike. Oops! I was supposed to go to a place in the Beach area to help a fellow foster mom but decided the smart thing to do was to go home to drop off the stuff then head out again. Plus it's nice to add mileage :)

Sooooo smart girl that I am, I took a major street to go home. In truth, it was the easiest way to go. One street all the way down to the downtown core and voila, home. BUT I didn't think it would be this scary! Pavement that is crappy, car drivers who obviously didn't get the memo about the new rules for cyclists combined with a 42kms speed going downhill made for a bit of a hairy return home. I kept thanking the bike rally for the confidence I felt on my bike. Although I was very aware and conscious of the challenges, I was calm and kept my wits about myself. Something I'm very proud of.

So this is what the bike rally does to you. It gives you the knowledge that YOU CAN DO IT. You cycled 600 kms to Montreal, YOU CAN DO IT!!

On Friday, I browsed a site that contains most of the photos from the bike rally and the person, Sarah, graciously gave me permission to use some of them. Here are a few photos from that week.

The riders, posing for a photo.

Leaving with tears in my eyes

Red dress day, on our way to Kingston

Signs like these made me smile and gave me the energy to continue.

On a ride with a friend last week. My first long ride since the rally.

I really like my bike.

Happiness.