It’s amazing how one day I can be so annoyed at the hubby that I could just rip a tissue and the next be so proud of him. Actually, proud doesn’t even begin to describe how I’m feeling about the hubby right now.
Try absolutely in freakin’ awe.
Last weekend, he and his biking buddy participated in Bike MS, The Citrus Tour 2010 – a two-day, 150-mile ride through central Florida. He’s always wanted to do one of these mammoth endurance bike tours and now has done it and crossed it off his bucket list.
One hundred and fifty miles.
In 90 degree weather.
And, 100 per cent humidity.
It’s a wonder he can still stand … or even sit for that matter.
The boys and I were beside themselves with excitement for him and loved hearing were very relieved to hear that he actually reached his destination … still breathing and standing.
My middle and youngest sons made up a poster all on their own to welcome the big man home. Okay, it was created with seconds to spare but it’s cute and he loved it.
We then had a massive feast fit for a biking king! Even if I did have to prepare it around my oldest son and his friend’s homework assignment to bake a replica of the twin towers.
Later, as I looked over his freebie gift bag that I’m sure all the participants got, I saw a brochure for Bok Tower Gardens. This is a place in Florida that I’ve wanted to visit for ages so when hubby told me this was where the actual race began, I was gutted. Picture lip trailing to the floor. Hubby quickly promised to take me there at some point in the future so am looking forward to putting that on the summer calendar.
The hubby and my oldest son have been coaching my little one’s soccer team for the past few weeks. With one of them participating in a little charity bike ride this weekend, it meant that all coaching responsibilities fell on the shoulders of a certain teen in the household. Said teen delighted in telling his Dad, albeit somewhat smugly, that as head coach this weekend, he pulled off not one, but two wins.
I think his parting words to his Dad were, “Maybe you should go away more often!”