Even when Edd was sick he talked about us getting bikes. I knew in my heart of hearts that we wouldn't be riding bikes together, but I never discouraged him or made him feel we wouldn't. It was still a good idea. And I told myself I would do it for us and for him... because he couldn't. And it would be fun...
I've been researching what kind of bike would be good for me and after weeks of looking around and talking to people, I finally found the one I wanted.
I rode for an hour today and got a good work out. The best part of the workout was that it was fun and even though I was tired afterwards and sweaty, I felt good and know this is habit-forming due to how much enjoyment it gave me. I got very teary-eyed as I started out as I thought of Edd and how it was another thing I felt I was doing for him... for us.... for me.... and that he'd be happy.
And I felt his smile on me.....
