Cycle Day One. Freakin' again.
Contemplating cycling again in about a month. Probably will, if that bank robbery goes as planned. You know, if Mr. PJ cooperates with the getaway car and all.
The pace of my life can at times be compared to the Tazmanian Devil on Red Bull and speed, and at other times, the tortoise (from The Tortoise and the Hare), on Milk and Vicoden. Right now, it's like the Taz. Good time to cycle, right?
I've seriously considered waiting until January, but the whole aging ovaries thing makes me think that is maybe not such a good idea. I'll be 37 by then. Gasp. The ultrasound will start showing cobwebs.
I'm not really looking forward to cycling. If you've read my blog, you'll get that. I mean, here is this thing that is painful, it hurts, and I'm gonna voluntarily go and do it again. Um... Yay? But, what are you gonna do, really? Keep on, keepin' on, I guess.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
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8 comments:
ugh. Sorry it's taking so long. I know how you feel. Hang in there. Keep on keepin' on, indeed. Thinking of you.
It does get harder to get that gung-ho feeling about cycling. I always end up thinking that all you can go on is your gut-level feeling. If January really seems better I don't think the dust bunnies will have totally taken over by then... although the deafening roar of that ticking clock my drive you insane.
Good luck either way!
I know how you feel. Sometimes I wonder why do I keep doing this? Good luck!
I know what you mean about not looking real forward to cycling. It's emotional, it's full of so many ups, and so many downs. It's amazing anyone gets through it. Thinking of you.
Best wishes on this next cycle. Hopefully this is the one.
I think you can, I think you can... This will be THE ONE! I have faith!
If we could bottle up and sell what keeps us cycling well, let's just say you wouldn't have to rob any banks. Hang in there.
My cycle started on Wed, too. I'll be starting stims for IVF Sept 26... perhaps we'll be cycling at the same time?
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