Today is our anniversary! 4 years married to the Big G. We’ve had fun. For those of you who are curious. G and I met when I was 24 and he was 28. I was in my first job out of college (Xavier), I sold highway patching materials. I was attending a trade show in Columbus in Oct of 02. G was there b/c he is a highway engineer. We chitchatted at the trade show, hung out that evening, exchanged email address and that was that really. A few days later at work he emailed me and from that day forward we pretty much emailed each other 20 times a day. 3 weeks later he decided to come visit. From that weekend forward, we saw each other every weekend. We alternated driving the boring 4 hours from Cinti to Cleveland every other weekend for almost a year! In March of 03 we took a vacation to Cancun together, in June we got engaged (he proposed over dinner at a restaurant, the waiter ruined it by bringing the champagne too early!), in August I moved to Cleveland and in with him and in May of 04 we tied the knot. So, it was a pretty quick relationship. But when you know, you know. We had a really tiny wedding at the Georgian Manner near Lake Logan OH. It was great. It's the only time I think I ever saw my father cry. He started crying as soon as it was time to walk me down the aisle (well over the lawn really since it was outside). Once I saw him cry, I started crying. So, through the whole wedding, I was pretty much bawling. So, I'm red faced and puffy on our video, lovely. Marrying G was the best decision I ever made. No one can make me smile like he does, over the stupidest stuff! We both have the same sense of humor. He is incredibly even keeled and calm and I am constantly wigging out and on the go, so I think we even each other out. So, happy anniversary G, thanks for putting up with me!

Last night I met my new cycling friend Natalie and we rode 20 miles. We met on the corner of Shaker and Courtland, headed up Shaker to Gates Mill to Old Mill, then looped around and came back home. It’s a pretty hard ride, there are some decent hills. There is one giant one that we went down. I get so scared on giant hills. I really need to work on my downhill handling. They scare me and I ride my brakes the whole way. I got up to about 28 and that’s as fast as I can deal with going.

On another note, sometimes you get caught up in feeling sorry for yourself. Over stupid stuff. Like a job you really hate, when you should be happy you have a job. Or 10 extra lbs, when you should be happy you have a body that works. Or b/c your husband sat DIRTY socks on your dining room table (he really did!), when you should just be happy to have another day with him. Sometimes you are feeling sorry for yourself over stupid things and you end up reading something like this:
http://www.fatcyclist.com/2008/05/02/has-it-been-only-one-day/

I came across his blog by way of another blog off of a blog I read and so on. I am going to buy a bunch of fat cyclist gear to help him raise some money for his wife. I can’t even imagine the pain his family is going through right now. I am going to take the time today to hug my husband, call my mom and tell my sisters that I love them.