Happy Mother's Day to ME

I have learned over the years that special occasions need to be celebrated by giving myself a gift that I wish would have been given to me.

Since moving out of my parent's home I have learned that my mom really put 220% of herself into celebrating special occasions for my sibs and I. No one else will get up at o-dark thirty to decorate your kitchen with balloons, banners and streamers. No one else will make you your favorite meal or whatever type of cake your heart desires. So I now move through special occasions feeling both special and occasionally sad because no one breaks out the marching band quite like mom does.

Since battling this see saw of emotions I have learned that sometimes I need to gift myself. Today was no different. Drum roll please.....

Today I gifted myself my FIRST road bike ride of the year. Don't feel let down blogosphere because this is a HUGE deal.

Not only did it take me 15 minutes to get the bike unhooked from my trainer and through the labyrinth in me cellar door without hurting myself, but I completed the whole ride without falling. The first road ride of the season can be nerve racking and invigorating. Exciting and dreadful. I have been sometimes known to call my husband after wrecking to tell him to pick me up. I have also been known to blow a tire or two. I'm kinda like Gumby and Speed Racer all wrapped up and clipped into a two wheel death trap.

Today was no exception. Except there was no phone call or blow out, just my thoughts, fresh air and a 10 miles of glorious sunrise. Now I am off to do a little yoga and breathe, and try not to hope for breakfast in bed or flowers- just good morning mom, we love you. Nothing better than that!

Still in a love hate relationship with thie guy.