So, with the recent stuff with now difficult child 1 and the crisis intervention, I though it was a good idea to make it back Occupational Therapist (OT) he Y. Stress relief and all..... So all 200plus pounds of me, have my head phones on and am riding the bike. The music in my head stops and I hear the really cool wonderful Moms of my town laughing at me. They were laying odds on how many times I would actually make it to the Y. Doesn't that just stink! Aaarrrgghhhh, I MUST now go back tonight and prove them wrong.