Hotter'N Hell Hundred is tomorrow, and I won't be riding. I think cycling may be the thing I miss most while pregnant. Brad and I decided early on that I shouldn't ride my road bike while pregnant. Someone told me years ago, when I started riding, that there are two categories of cyclists - the "have fallen" and the "will fall". And somehow, I've managed to still be in the "will fall" category. Brad and I didn't want that inevitable fall or crash to happen while pregnant with this baby that took us so long to get.
So after work today, we'll put Brad's bike on the Jeep and head to Wichita Falls. Tomorrow morning, I'll wish my husband and parents luck as they join 12,000+ other cyclists for the largest annual ride in the country. And I'll look forward to next year when I'll be back on my bike. Mom already offered to sit next year's ride out, so that she can babysit Caleb while I ride.
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