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My New Baby Saved My Life

I don't want to go into detail. Probably not something a blogger should say considering the reason most of us have blogs is to go into detail about things the people in our lives are completely over hearing about. Anyhow, long story short, the past 2 weeks have been all kinds of awful. From car trouble to professional drama and mathematical woes it's really just all been bad. Regarding the negative, I don't want to go into detail.

What I will go into detail about is my new baby. Let me preface this by saying that I love Big Red and she will always hold a special place in my heart. She was my first (well...sort of). But it was time to upgrade.


I love you Big Red! Just wait until we start trail riding...

Yesterday, it finally happened. My Trek Lexa S was finally ready! All of the bullsh*t of the past few weeks just melted away when I was on my test ride. I felt like a real athlete triathlete. I only had a slight panic attack when my card was swiped and only considered my future filing of bankruptcy for a few seconds before that part was over and it was just me and my baby. Don't ask me how much I paid for it. Please. I'll burst into tears. Anyway, here she is! So worth it!




  1. Yay! I love your new baby! I may be biased, I also ride a Trek Lexa S. It's an amazing bike. I know you will love it!


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