Had fun at Umstead today with Alisha, Lindsey and Janice on the bikes. Janice has a motor in her– very out of shape due to more stuff than any decent person should have to go through in a 3 year period, but still putting the hurt on the rest of us going up hills. Alisha was fresh off of a 6 hour mountain bike race so there might have been some whining going on about the tiniest hills from her general direction. Although Alisha was all about hitting the single track with no concern about the hills there, so make of that what you will. Me? I’m just post-partum heavy girl doing my best, which wasn’t too bad. I just need to let go of the idea that I can ride the steeper portions of the trail in my middle ring like I used to. I have a triple and I should use it instead of grind away like a dorky-head.
Remy’s working on his rolling skillz too. He’s focused on rolling from his back to his left side. He’s done it accidentally a few times and seems to realize that the result has generally been accompanied by some moderately wild flailing of the arms and legs followed by raising his butt in the air, so he does that a lot. When he does, I nudge him over occasionally. He did it twice on his own today, though. Both times when I walked out of the room for a moment. I don’t know what magic happens when I leave the room, but there’s something going on.
Tomorrow morning I roll out of bed and off to a full day mentorship training session. Then I do the same thing again Tuesday. This will be my first time away from Remy for a full day. Thank goodness Gary will be there to take care of the little guy. One new thing about this experience is that I’ll need to bring the pump because that wouldn’t be cool to not pump for 9 hours or however long I’ll be gone. Totally not cool for a variety of reasons. Trust me on this. That’s not how I roll.