Loop #7 and the Cycling "Sisterhood"

one of the vineyards

Joy here...Okay, so loop #6 of the park on my bike happened just before we hopped on a plane for Victoria, and then while we were gone, our physical activity dwindled to about zero.  Nada.  Zilch.

Sure, we went on a wine tour and tasting and checked out some local vineyards.  Sure, we drove around and ogled the beautiful scenery.  Sure, we visited with friends and ate unhealthy food.  I mean, don't get me wrong, we had loads of fun.

the sea, with the Olympic mountains in the distance among the clouds

Just not particularly healthy fun.

So when we arrived back home, we slept and tried to recover, but made sure that we'd be out for our weekly ride with the crew on Sunday morning.

And let me tell you, the group of ladies I've been able to gather together for these rides is slowly growing.  We can have anywhere between 3 and 6 women on any given Sunday.  And this Sunday, as we rode through the park, laughing and talking, and then huffing and puffing, we decided that we should come up with team jerseys or a name for ourselves. One of us said that no matter what our name, it must have "sisterhood" in there somewhere, so we've laughingly started referring to ourselves as the "Sisterhood of the Travelling Cycling Shorts"!!!

our unhealthy final meal in Victoria

So while my summer has not unfolded the way that I would have planned with all sorts of running updates about my steady march towards a fall marathon, with Nomi and Lulu training for their own marathons in November and December, I have to say that my cycling sisterhood is helping to keep me sane and happy, and I have no complaints.

Well, okay, I probably do, but I'll keep them to myself!

Over and out,
Joy