Impatience Is a Virtue

I read that from the Howe Street bus stop south of Robson Street on a banner in a store across the street. Finally! A major quality I posess is virtuous. I can't wait to tell Mom & Dad.

WHAT’S THAT SMELL??

100cm of snow over of the month of December and early January forced my bike workouts indoors. Luckily, training at this time of year, is light. This means my sessions on the bike have only been 1 to 2.5 hours. Plus, riding indoors, although it can be tedious, offers some creature comforts.



The early morning news, including news broadcasted from the Maritimes in the wee hours of the morning, VOD movies, Oprah, and Law & Order re-runs, all punctuated by visits from my dog, Max, and my husband, Chris, have helped the hours roll by.





My trainer is in the basement, which we call “Max’s apartment”. Basically, it’s an empty suite furnished with sports equipment and smelly Dog stuff (food, bed, toys, towels all covered in fur). I ride surrounded by all this stuff. I don’t know what smells worse: Max or Chris’s goalie equipment.