A Very Good Friday

Had a fantastic Friday that included the following:

Delicious brunch at my friend Crystal's. She made English muffins, a great fruit salad with mango in it (I dig the tropical fruits), these savoury baked ham/mushroom/egg cups, and fantastic roasted herb potatoes.

A very successful run to IKEA to pick up random bits and things in an effort to finally complete our renovations that have been ongoing since September.

Made brownies and white chocolate/macadamia biscotti for my father in law's birthday.

Went over to the in-laws' place for lasagna birthday dinner.

Rode my bike.

If anybody tells my parents... you're really only making life bad for everybody because they will needlessly worry and suffer stress, disappointment and anxiety about my biking while 32 weeks pregnant. I say this will make life difficult because I will continue to bike so long as I deem the conditions appropriate and I feel physically comfortable and able to do it. My parents will lecture me about my safety and the safety of micro d. I'll understand why they're concerned, but will ultimately bike if I really feel like it. Then we will fight about it, my parents and I.

I have a sneaking suspicion that my siblings who read my blog might be ratting me out. If that's the case, let me say, "Mom and Dad might end up thinking I'm crazy and disobedient... but telling on me won't make them love me any less. If I have to take the role of rebel daughter, then so be it."

I can see that nobody wants me to get run over. Okay. Message received. Much of the concern is about my falling down. Umm... maybe some people have their balance receptors messed up when they're pregnant? I haven't noticed that keeping balance on the bike is any different now than it was before. And to be honest, after walking long distances in Toronto and Ottawa for a week, biking is WAY more comfortable than being on foot. And you can carry way more stuff!

There has also been expressed concern about mounting and dismounting and how I could fall down that way. I just don't get it! Maybe people who worry about this stuff don't really have a lot of experience riding a bike? Putting my bum on a saddle and pedaling, then sticking my toe down on the pavement when I'm not pedaling does not require the talents of a cirque de soleil acrobat.




Unless somebody is so huge that their knees keep hitting their baby bump... I'm not really sure what the big controversy with bicycling while pregnant is. Perhaps riding while pregnant might not be as fun on a road bike where the posture is different, but upright on my Pashley? No problem. If somebody has a really difficult time with locomotion in general and doesn't feel confident or safe on a bike, then by all means, stay within your comfort zone. I assume everybody knows their own limits. Some people seem to think that I am not realistic about mine. I guess we'll just have to agree to disagree. For the record, Don has no problems with my biking while carrying his baby. It's all good in his book.

I'm staying active and going places. This makes me happy.

Cheers!