- Since the beginning of March, actually March 1st to be exact, I've been out on the bike! Yes,
strugglingcycling through the cold, the wind (aghh, the wind has been relentless) and yes, there have been some really nice days too. Easter Weekend a group of us went to scenic Merrickville for a nice ride along the river and past century homes and farmers fields. The speedy speedster's went on ahead and cycled down to the St. Lawrence River and back, while us mere mortals rode along at a saner pace and did a 40K loop. We met up afterwards and enjoyed a wonderful lunch on the patio at the Yellow Canoe Cafe. Fun times and so early in the season.
- Monday was the private family service and internment for my life long friend. The drive is 2 1/2 hours one way and I left my house at 6 a.m. to be there on time. It was cold, rainy and very windy while we were at the cemetary, which I found fitting. My friend lived and died on her own terms and she really did have a remarkable life. While never a mother figure to me, she was more like a sister, a true confidant and she was the glue that held my past to my present. No one knows me the way she did and she never judged me, even when I did some wildassed crazy things. She was my beacon of sanity. Now that is gone and I am totally lost.
- Did I mention that I fell off my bike? Well, yes, I did, at a standstill none the less. I have a huge honking black, purple and blue bruise covering the grand expanse of my right butt cheek (yes, I took a photo, but I've spared you the visual). My right elbow is technicolour as is my right leg. The bleeding on my right shin finally stopped, but my bike pedals are now covered in blood. Well the good news is at least that is out of the way, bring on summer!!!
Lily
