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July 16, 2012

Biking

I’m currently not taking Fe07_14_2012_cancer_funny_bikingmara, Lupron, or Tamoxifen as preventative measures against my breast cancer returning for all the various reasons I’ve blogged about in the past: sick as a dog, threat of blood clots, threat of death (really, they consider that a side effect?), unrelenting hot flashes, mental instability (those of you thinking, well, really, did she have that in the first place?… just zip it), blah, blah, blah.

Since I haven’t been a good girl and listened to my oncologist about the afore-mentioned drugs, I have been trying to concentrate on getting some weight off; being fat is supposed to be bad juju for women with my type of cancer.

Biking is the new exercise of choice I’ve added to my repertoire for two very good reasons: a) I already have an expensive bike, b) I like it.

Friday night, Ken and I went to Birch Bay for our (belated) anniversary celebration. We rode for miles along the beach during a thunderstorm. We got up early and went for another bike ride Saturday morning. Boy, we live on the wild side.

 

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7 thoughts on “Biking

  1. Marie – I would love to start biking but have not a clue where to begin – do you have some tips for me …like how big can one’s butt actually be and still bike ? that is my first question ….great post as usual….

  2. Yay for biking! Let me know when you want to ride–I have a whole repertoire of great bike rides, and I need a friend to go with!

    Just one thing: please don’t think that living on the wild side means you don’t have to wear your helmet (I’m hoping you just took it off for the picture.)

    I’ve ridden my bicycle thousands of miles (and fallen off my bike almost as many times), but one time I fell off my bike after not noticing my kid had slowed down in front of me and I hit her. I was only going 2 miles an hour, but managed to fall so that my head hit pavement. Luckily, it was the helmet going thwack rather than my head.

    Helmets–they’re a seatbelt for your head. (btw, Ken needs one, too!)

  3. And for @Martha: they make bike seats in all different sizes and styles! But there is still a break-in period–you have to put in enough seat time to build stamina in your sit bones. Seriously. But it’s worth it!

    Ok, I’ll shut up now, or this will turn into Debbie’s post on the Joys of Cycling….

  4. Hi Marie!

    You look FANTASTIC!! My aunt just had a double mastectomy and is doing great. I know there is a ton of advise out there, but I have been learning about the beneficial effects of a chinese diet on turning off cancer receptors. I have started eating a few of the recommended items and cleansing my body with some of their cleansing technics. The best thing about it is the food is AMAZING and it really makes you feel great. Anyway, I don’t know much about it yet, but there is a great book out that I am going to read. If you are interested, let me know and I will get you the name of it.

  5. Debbie,

    Okay, okay… I used to wear my helmet ALL the time. Then, after going through a couple years of chemo, surgery, and thinking I was going to die any day, I’ve been getting a little cocky and thinking I don’t need one.

    I will be a good girl and start wearing it again.

    Let me know when you want to go.

  6. Amy, thanks… but are you looking at the same picture as me?! Ha ha.

    How’s your aunt doing? I can’t imagine having a double mastectomy. It was hard enough for me to get around with only one “working” elbow.

    Interested in more diet books? Hmmm. I don’t even know what to say to that.

    Great to hear from you.

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