Wind

Pete and set out on the bikes at 9 am. About 5 miles from home we stopped for gas and Pete asked if I was sure I wanted to go. I told him i thought the weather would clear and that I wanted to go.

25 mikes from home we had to take shelter from the coming rain. We spent the next 2.5 hours in a gas station trying to wait it out. When it finally started clearing we debated about continuing or going home. Pete pointed out that we were already that far, may as well continue.

So we did. 30 minutes later o admitted defeat. The winds are 20-25, but gusting to 40. The last stretch of road left me ehite knuckled. There were a few times I didn't think I would stay upright.

So here I sit, at a Walmart feeling guilty. Pete road my bike home to get the car for me. So he'll have done the 1.25 hot ride 4 times today. He lives me and I am grateful he's so understanding.

unexplained absence

First the cyst. Then I injured my back. Then complications with the cyst. Then work blocked all blogs.

It seemed like the deck was stacked against me.

I haven't worked out because of the medical issues. Only that changes today. I'm back to the gym tonight to start back in working out. I've still been losing weight, which is good. But all I can think about is how much I would have lost if I had still been working out.

Miserable

Short and sweet I'm pretty miserable right now. My cyst has grown so much that it's split open the top couple of layers of skin. There is nothing they can do about it at this point. I just need to limit my movements so the skin isn't any more stretched and keep it covered. It hurts and I'm scared. Splitting skin isn't really a good thing.

To top it off, my back is worse. I thought that I had pulled something or stretched something in the last couple of weeks. It owuld hurt to hurt for longer periods of time. Putting my chin to my chest caused pain down the back of my left butt and thigh. This morning it was more sore than usual and I was trying to get dressed and I twisted or something. It hurts to sit, stand, walk, lay, pretty much everything.

I feel pretty miserable and defeated. I'm scared that all the hard work in the last few months will disappear and I'll gain all the weight back.