I had promised myself no more whiney posts about my knee, no more whiney posts about being cold and just plain no more whiney posts whatsoever.
This weekend I was rip roaring to to get into the gardens and then get out on my bike. The Rideau Lakes Bike Tour is less than four weeks away and if Dr. No gives me the go ahead I'd better get my ass in gear. It is said that you'd better have 1,000 km's of riding under your belt before you attempt this bike tour.
After last Thursday's great bike ride up through Fitzroy Harbour, and the Provincial Park , I was really excited to get some more mileage in over the weekend.
Well, I checked with the Ottawa Weather gods and they said it was to be slightly over cast, okay....
This is more than overcast!! Add a substantial wind to it and there was no way I was going to get out on the bike. While I did try, it was just too cold for me. (no more whining, remember).Yesterday was really nice out, but extremely busy at the office so I didn't get home until almost 7pm and was mentally exhausted, again, no biking.
This morning was beautiful at 5:30, the birds were singing and the sun was already up. I thought, okay, get your rear in gear and get out and put a new spin on! As I was getting ready putting on the coffee and having a quick bite to eat, I heard my elderly neighbour outside calling her dog, Phoebe. I stuck my head out the back patio door to see Marion in her nightie looking forlorn and calling her dog. "Is everything okay?" I called out to her, she was obviously distressed, "I can't find Phoebe, how could she be lost?" she replied.
I really like my new neighbour, she moved into the house next to me last year and I can truly be thankful since the previous owners were unbelievable. When they had moved in they had one very young daughter and both parents seemed very nice and both were working. By the time they moved out a few short (but seemed very long) six years later they had had four more kids, one more on the way and ran a day care!!! (Nothing wrong with procreating, but not when they behave like the devil's spawn).
Needless to say when I saw the For Sale sign go up I dropped to my knees and thanked the heavens above, but was nervous as to who would move in next.
Then came Marion, quiet, retired, loves to garden, loves her pet rescue dog, but I've noticed that she is starting to show the signs of forgetfulness. I try everyday to make sure she is okay, I help her with her groceries and help out in the gardens. I really like her an awful lot, so when I heard her so upset this morning, there was no way I could just leave her without helping her find her precious Phoebe. Long story short, Phoebe was in fact not lost and not out of her fenced in backyard at all, she was just out of view. This is none of my business, but I will in fact keep a closer eye on my neighbour over the summer and if more of these happenings become more apparent and prevalent, I might just have to speak with her son and daughter-in-law. To be determined....
Anywhoooooo, another missed bike ride, so tonight after work I HAVE to get out on the bike.
Tomorrow morning I have to have blood work done, so I have to fast for twelve hours, then in the afternoon I have my date with Dr. No.
So catch up with you later.
Life's fun if you don't weaken,
Lily
