School is in its last nine weeks. Which means not long past that is … (duh duh DUH) my Canada bike trip!!!
Seventy-four days from now, to be precise.
Seventy-four. That sounds like a long time. Whew! I still have time to prepare.
It’s a little scarier to think that’s a little over two months. No, no, no! I’ll stick with the 70+ number for now!
There are thirty-three days until I turn 40. That feels like it’s coming up fast.
My study hall class has been held in the cafeteria since testing has be
en going on in the Media Center. The Resource Office jokingly asked for my pass as I was letting my students in today. He clarified he was just joking because I reached for my ID right away.
I joked back that it was because I looked so young. Obviously, I look like an 18-year-old human being. (note my sarcasm) I may get carded sometimes, but I’m not fooling anyone on that front anymore.
He asked how old I was, and I told him I’d be 40 in April. We fist bumped, and he said I’d done a good job. He’s 40 too, and I wouldn’t have guessed that either. So good job to both of us!!
Turning 40 doesn’t feel so bad. I think I’ve been greasing the wheels by telling old jokes about myself. I think I need to stop that, because I don’t feel particularly old. And I don’t want my students to think 40 is a particularly old age.
74 days. That’s the more daunting thing for me. I initially signed on for the bike tour to celebrate my 40th birthday in a big way. I’ll definitely be doing that. But it’s still scary. I’m afraid I’ll let myself down. I’m afraid I won’t be able to make it up the mountains.
I have 74 days to get over that mental hurdle. I’ve already booked my flight, gotten an AirBnb in Portland for a couple of days before. Lodging is lined up all along the route. I built a bike specifically for this. There’s not much left to do but go and try. Take it one push of the pedal at a time.