crazy love.

"joe doesn't understand love and how much i love my bike." i said these words a few months ago after joe was moving some things and leaned something heavy on my road bike. of course, this isn't true, he does understand love, but we all know most normal people don't understand crazy bike love.

it's been interesting being with a person who doesn't do the bike thing. it's a little lonely, and there's this horrible inner battle that goes on in my head all the time: i should ride my bike cause it's nice out and i love my bike. i would also like to spend time with the man i'm in love with.

i was talking with lelan about how i haven't had as much time to ride since i met joe because life just gets busy when you have a family (i'm a soon to be step-mom too) and you're in grad school. he said he's really looking forward to the time when he's in love and would rather be with the woman of his dreams than on a bike. "oh wait, wait, wait a minute," i corrected him, "just because i'm in love and want to spend time with my fiance doesn't make it any easier to not ride my bike when it's a beautiful day out!"

but it's getting easier. i'm learning to ride when joe's busy doing other things and it's also alot easier now that we're living in the same town. it gets lonely sometimes though. i ride the prairie spirit trail pretty often because i know i can't get lost on it, but it gets boring after a while. today i branched out and ventured out to the beautiful land of gravel. but after getting lost and backtracking a bunch i felt a little like pacman, except i wasn't getting to eat cool stuff on the way. i did, however, get chased by a few dogs at which point i gave up and jumped back on the spirit trail to get back home, leaving me really feeling like i'd been pacman!

the awesome thing about being in love is that it's sacrifical. sometimes that's really overwhelming because you have to sacrifice a ton; like moving to a small town and joining someone else's family and dreams to begin to share a life together. and then other times, it's sacrificial on the other end.

you may recall that i took joe to the trails at camp alexander once. that wasn't the best experience on his part since i should have started him out on at least a bike that fit him, so he's not really wanted to ever get back on a bike again. but he knows my crazy love for bikes, so yesterday he said some pretty sweet words to me that were right up there wtih "will you marry me?"

he said to me, "i think when i get my work bonus, i'm going to get a bike". it's not really his thing, and he would much rather play basketball or some other team sport, but he's doing it because he loves me and wants to sacrifice for me too. sure, it may not seem like a very big deal to alot of people, but to those of you who understand crazy bike love understand that in the moment he spoke sweet words i've never loved him more.

we may not get to ride really fast or super long miles when he gets a bike, but i think he's starting to understand love and how much i love my bike. maybe soon he will have some crazy love for a bike too. we can only hope :)