Thursday, January 16, 2014

That Time I Almost Got Run Over

Every month, I put together our budget. And sometimes, I suck and accidentally make our budget wrong.

This month, I must have put the wrong amount in our gas envelope, because after two trips to Houston and one incident of me getting ridiculously lost in the middle of nowhere, all the money we set aside for transportation is gone. (I miss Blaine. He used significantly less gas. Trucks suck.)

Matt has a full tank, but after the getting-lost incident, I was down to a quarter of a tank.

So when I was asked to come to a meeting at the church, I decided that I could take my bike, ride the two miles to church, have the meeting and then come back home. I'd get some exercise and also not waste any of my precious, remaining gas.

And here's where I suck again, because it is NOT two miles to church from my house. It's three and a half. And it's basically uphill the whole time. And there's a major highway between us and no sidewalks. I was very careful driving on the roads, praying the whole time that I could just get to church without dying, either by the hands of the other drivers or my own out-of-shape-ness. (Because before this, the furthest I'd ever biked was about a mile and a half.)

Spoiler alert, I didn't die. I did have to stop mid-way to rest and drink some water, but I pushed through.

After the meeting, I walked my bike up the first big hill before getting back on it. I coasted down the hill and then … suddenly I was going uphill again. What the heck, universe? I thought I had already conquered all the hills the first time! Also, due to lack of sidewalks I was riding as close to the edge of the road as I could, and there were SUVs whizzing past me without even moving over to the far edge of the lane. And after the second time that happened, I figured it was time to get prayin' again. Please Lord, don't let me turn into roadkill.

These are the type of fun stories you get to hear when I don't have gas to leave my house. Also you get no pictures, because I'm still kind of afraid to take my hands off the handlebars, unless I'm signaling. Sorry 'bout that. By the way my legs are killing me, thanks for asking.

(Is it weird that like, half the things I say and think in real life are quotes from various TV shows? Because yeah, that's at 2:05.)

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  1. That is really scary and I'm glad you are okay. Were you a nervous wreck when you got to church?

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    1. No, I was mainly just tired and ready to sit down for a while. I also brought water and some snacks with me in case I needed to refuel before going home, which I was glad for.

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  2. haha oh man what a pain! Great job for sticking to the budget, though; I probably would have said "its an emergency" or something like that.

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  3. oops, haha, that was me! I guess my husband used my computer yesterday haha

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    1. It's all good! I think in the future I just might have to declare an emergency!

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  4. ah! at least you got a good story out of it, right? and you're probably feeling super in shape. probably should reward yourself with a trip to the bakery...

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  5. Ahhh I am so glad you didn't die! It sounds like a crazy experience. Everything we do for the sake of our budgets! :)

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