Spent a weekend on the San Juan Island. Had a lot of fun but realized I seriously do not get enough sleep, especially lately. Anyway I had just returned from California only to have a few days to hang out with my dogs and pack again for the island.
My mom and I were sort of in a pinch to get to the ferry on time and I didn't want to leave a car at her work so I decided to pack lite, REALLY LITE, so that I could carry it all on my back to my moms work where. Then we could leave straight for the ferry from there. I also figured I had skipped a lot of workouts since California so it would make me feel like I hadn't been slacking so bad.
I left early to give myself 3 hours to get there, not knowing how hard the ride would be with my heavy pack or how fast I would be able to ride having not exercised regularly for almost a week with all the traveling and such.
I had to rearrange my pack a few times to fit everything I thought I needed, pills, blood pressure, thermometer, and lung function test thing for sure, then I packed up my camera a pair of jeans, flip flops and some capris. I had a some toiletries and a light jacket but man oh man I wished I had a sweatshirt/fleece. It turned out the weather wasn't half as good as I had hoped for.
I started off on the ride doing awesome, I wasn't having as much of a problem riding in traffic as I thought and the only time I had trouble was this crazy round about where I started in the wrong turn lane and I just gave up from there (embarrassingly got off and walked my bike across the cross walks). I made it within an hour and had a chance to ride around and visit some people who worked close since I was so early. When I made it to my mom we took off and I left my bike at her office. I rode about 15 miles that day, pack and all, and was still ready (although tired) to have fun on the island!
This island trip that I was fortunate enough to be invited on is cool because they have a system each year to see everything the same as the year before, AND PLAY GAMES! But we see an old Mausoleum, feed and pet a camel (who has a friend alpaca), go to all the cheesy shops, see the local farmer's market, hike to a light house, and this time I was able to hike straight up to the top of the island (or at least it seems) for a crazy awesome view. All in all, awesome time, and they fit a lot of adventure into 48 hours, thanks ladies!!
Upon returning home I rode my bike back from my mom's work which was A LOT hillier than the ride there. 12.2 miles with not much baggage wasn't bad besides the few steep hills I had no idea I'd be able to make it up. But I DID! LOVE MY DONOR, DOCTORS AND SURGEONS, none, I repeat none of this would have been possible without them.