I can't stand the fact that I've connected with new people on "sosh" and they're probably coming to this blog being like, "...girl hasn't updated her blog since April, her life is a mess..." and they are not wrong! But it is a quasi-organized and beautiful mess. Believe me, while I've been tending to everything else, this loose end flapping in the wind has been weighing on me...
So here we go, mine and your goddamn update...
1) Two fondos of the season so far--
Vancouver to Whistler goes on record for the hardest ride I've ever done. It beat me physically and mentally (have you ever rode alone for five hours in virtual silence with the occasional tractor trailer breaking that silence? It is maddening). The climbs had an average of 7%-8% so tag that onto the distance-- and crying really wouldn't be a surprizing symptom to experience (I never cried though). But that's a ride I now own and gives me eternal bragging rights that I get to tell your children. Also, it goes without saying that holy fuck, the scenery is just striking. I live in a land-locked, flat Canadian province called Ontario-- and I don't know why I'm acting like B.C. is a foreign country I've never visited since I used to summer out in B.C. all the time as a kid-- but B.C.'s landscape is jaw-dropping and remarkable. I truly love riding in the mountains, it is heaven on earth.
Riding out to Rattlesnake Point in the Halton Hills region of Ontario was a really fun ride. I would say that it's the "chillest fondo" I've ever done (no one would associate "chill" with Rattlesnake Point itself, a climb with a grade that peaks around 22% so yes, that part was barftastic and let's call a spade a spade). But I was with a really fun and positive group that day. While it was hot as balls (31C), I felt really good coming home.
I bum hard if I think about it too much, but I have had to put regularly-scheduled riding on hold to pursue this chocolate thing. I'm taking chocolate courses at George Brown and it's hella challenging (I mean, I'm actually writing papers on chocolate JSYK, it's not a cake walk), but I love being in the lab working with chocolate! Who gets to say that, really. And look at my bonbons :)
My baby, my domestique. I'm in awe of how I've known him for a year (meet-cuteaversary marked by Becel's Ride For Heart, which is where we first met) and who was literally strange to me (not as in I found him to be a big fucking weirdo, but that I didn't know he existed)... so for someone to go from stranger to being my partner and lover now is kind of a head-fuck? I mean, I get that it's how we all start, but it's looney tunes to look at a person whom you didn't know before or whom you didn't know even existed and now you have a connection with them and they know the inside of your mouth. I'd also like to mention that he knows me so remarkably well that he knows the precise moment my hanger (hunger + anger) will strike and knows when and how to curb it. He is... the goddamn best and I couldn't be happier or feel luckier with anyone else. I'm your little pocket gopher, bb :)
4) A lot of Ontarian Canadians saw my face on June 22, 2016...
I've done a few jobs for these cats before and this is the latest one. And here is a BTS shot from my Instagram:
5) Other stuff (in point form)
- Chef's Table is a current obsession and hella inspiring. I urge you to watch it if you love the foodz.
- Game of Thrones was fucking bananas this season. Lyanna Mormont, Lady of Bear Island, is my new spirit animal.
- I'm in love-love-love with all the new people I've been meeting and riding with this season, especially all the women. Nothing but positive vibes :)
- I have a taste for rowing now (and to my delight, it's actually perfect cross-training for cyclists), but pursuing it more would be fucking expensive (that's how WASP sports work). M. beat me to the punch and just got certified to row (waaaay cheaper to get certified in Cambridge, ON than Toronto... are you listening, ARC?) and it would make me so happy if we could add this to our relationship activities repertoire. But I don't know! I've given myself 'til August to make a decision of whether I want to keep going with it (read: whether I want to throw that much paper away).
- UNSOUND - M. and I went to this and tripped balls. Without having gone to Germany (although it's #1 on my travel bucket list right now), I was told that what we experienced was akin to Berlin raving. It was off the chain.
I think we're all caught up now. I'm not gonna lie, I'm exhausted as fuck trying to keep up with everything. And it all looks so glossy and polished and well-dressed... and you know what--
The reality actually matches. I'm always working and trying and grinding and trying to get to places and I don't sleep and laundry falls by the wayside, but my life as of recent is actually that beautiful and rich and adventurous and privileged and happy and full of opportunity and I really am just fucking incomprehensibly lucky. I have nothing to complain about. I just hope to god I'm putting out enough kindness and warmth and generosity to even it all out.
Welp, I'm off to a cottage with said amazing boyfriend! Happy Canada Day (celebrate our country as hard as you can, we're still standing despite all of our allies weirdly self-destructing like lemmings over a cliff), Happy Pride, and enjoy the rest of your summer! I'll see you at the Fall end point :)