Cycling

I started looking at bikes the past week. And I’ve been agonising over which bike to get. In the end, I delved in, and went for the more expensive bike. The bike I ended up buying is the ‘09 Scott CR1 Pro.

So, ‘twas only natural to play with Nokia’s Sports Tracker application for my phone. And the results are something like my workout summary for what I call the Massey Outer Ring Road.

For a very unfit Jessica, I think I did relatively okay. Suckiest thing about Palmerston North is that no matter which way you go, you’re practically guaranteed to be riding into a head wind.

Anyways, despite the pain, and the wind, I’m so far enjoying my new bike, and the Sports Tracker app for my N95. Now I just need to get fit enough to survive the Great Lake Challenge

Far Away Travels

I’ve definitely never travelled as far and wide as I had last August. While not as big asn OE, still huge personally. My travels first led me to Portland, OR, then on to Victoria, BC.

In Portland, I met one of my best friends, Taras, of eight years, and his then-fiancee-now-wife in person for the very first time. And I, being my shy self, didn’t manage to break out of my shell very well. But I did meet a bunch of wicked cool people whom I hope to keep in touch with.

And I also got to be there at Taras and Ellen’s beautiful wedding. The setting was perfect, at David Hill Winery. Unfortunately, I had a high fever, so missed out on a lot of the night. But what I did manage to catch was definitely memorable.

And my favourite part of the whole trip? When Taras and I hugged in his hallway after getting back from the wedding and reception. Seems like such a silly thing, but it really touched me and made the whole trip worthwhile.

Fear of Flying

I’ve never travelled internationally before. Initially, I had been getting increasingly excited about visiting Portland and Victoria. Now, however, I’m getting scared. Intensely scared.

Only fix days to go until I depart for the States, and the realisation of just how unprepared I am is setting in. And the stress and worry and other fears is overwhelming.

I’m scared of not meeting peoples expectations. I’m scared of something going horribly wrong with my flights, and being stuck in a foregin country without a clue. I’m terrified of the thought of possibly facing harsher prejudice than I do here.

Try as I might to quell my fears, they only seem to grow stronger. I don’t know how I’m going to do this.

I am genuinely scared…