Speaking of crazy, my training for the 30 mile Tour de Cure bike ride on May 7 continues. Sunday afternoon featured a 13 mile ride in some pretty cold/blustery conditions. This week the schedule says 13.5 (last week's was only supposed to be 12 miles), but the weather is supposed to be warm and sunny, so that will be nice. My backside hurts almost the entire time, even with padded bike shorts, but I suppose that's to be expected when you're morbidly obese and sit your big backside on a little, tiny bike seat.
And then there are times when I stop - mentally, not physically - in wonderment as I realize that I am challenging my own ideas about what I am capable of when I'm fat. I've always challenged myself physically as part of a weight loss effort or when trying to maintain a loss, but I've never managed to push myself while not dieting. I've been saying for a while now that what I really want is to lead an active lifestyle, to be active physically, and that's what I'm doing. Fat and all. Not because I want to lose weight or because I'm punishing myself for being fat, just because I want to see what I'm capable of and maybe, just maybe, to make others who judge fat people as being lazy stop and re-think their prejudices. (And maybe I'm in that category, too.)