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It's Ok Because I'm A Gemini

As of tomorrow, I will once again be a one bike triathlete. I am canceling the layaway. I'm hoping they can put the money I used as the first payment toward the clips and shoes that I don't have money for instead. There is no way I can pay the bike off, feed my kids, put gas in my car, and pay my bills. Not to mention the race entry fees I still haven't paid for the races I am planning on doing. It was an impulse decision that was just not rational of me to make. I am very sad, maybe in mourning just a bit, but I know it will be ok. I will do my races on my too heavy road bike, and it will be ok. I may have already fallen in love with that beautiful silver piece of carbon beauty, but at least I haven't named it yet. That would make it worse.
Someday I will have a tri bike. Just not this season. Maybe not even next. But, someday.
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Jenn said…
It's okay, honey, we have all been there and made that quick decision, only to have to go back and reverse it. I bet you will have a new bike before you know it....
April 17, 2011 at 6:46 PM
Anonymous said…
I saw your post-sorry about your new tri bike- i don't know how tall you are but i have an older quintana roo kilo you can have - it may need a bit of a clean up - i'm in syracuse- mike140.6@hotmail.com
April 20, 2011 at 11:01 AM
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