Love/Hate Relationships

I love my bike. The feeling of the pedals eating up the ground under me as I tootle along country roads, the sounds of nature, the air in my lungs as I gasp whenever I climb a hill - it's all good.

I hate winter. The more I love my bike the more I hate winter. It's cold. It's brown. This winter has been especially hard for me because it has been just a bit too chilly to really enjoy cycling outside.

I love my trainer. Sort of. I can at least get on the bike and pretend I am out riding.

I hate intervals. They really hurt. But I can tell I am getting stronger - if only by teeny tiny increments.

I love my ipod. It is at least a little distraction to the monotony of said trainer.

I hate mean people. The ones who rob us of everything from possessions to happiness to security.

I love longer days. They give me hope.

I hate it that winter still has two months to go.

I love Arizona in the winter. Uh oh. That sounds way too much like a snowbird. But the high plateau of southeastern AZ in winter is warm-ish during the day and cold at night. Perfect. BTW, it's not all that hot in the summer either - at least, not Phoenix-hot. (And....well...it's a dry heat:)

I hate laziness - that disease that infects folks who won't get up off their chairs and DO SOMETHING to make themselves healthier; those who continually complain about aches & pains and not feeling good. You know who I am talking about - people who consider a Super Bowl party or watching NASCAR on TV a workout.

I love running. Never thought I'd say that. I have never been a runner. Not that I am much of one now, but a good 3 - 4 miles at a time is wonderful. Ditto all the positives I said about cycling, without the pedals.

I hate trash on the side of the road. Why can't people leave it in the car until they get home, then put it in a trash can?

I love a day off - even if it has to snow to get one.

I hate getting behind when I have a day off.

I love the way I feel right now - I have worked hard to get here and I intend to stay here for a very, very long time. Losing 25 lb. is not easy, but it sure is rewarding. I'm much stronger and I feel so much better - and I get to throw all my "fat clothes" away!

I have a little sign in my car that says "play everyday". I intend to. What about you?