While riding Blanche last week, I passed a building with mirrored windows and saw myself. I laughed ... I have to tell you that I don’t feel as odd as I look. Unicyclists look funny (some would say dorky), and awkward, but it really doesn’t feel that way when I am perched on that seat. I just thought I should mention that because I have started to tell people about the half-marathon that is only sixteen days away. Their reaction is one of disbelief (even the guy at the bike shop did not believe me). Again, it doesn’t feel shocking to ride a unicycle twelve, and eventually thirteen, miles (fingers crossed). It feels very natural and challenging at the same time. I get a lot of thumbs up and encouraging comments and have even met some folks along the way. Riding a unicycle long distances isn’t something that I want to do forever, but it definitely feels like a natural high and the right goal for me right now.
I just got off work and am leaving for Pasadena to visit my sister and to get some practice riding around runners. My sister lives next to the Pasadena Rose Bowl and that place is run/walk central for what looks like the entire city. Cruising around people makes me nervous, so it seems like a wise move to throw myself into this half-marathon so I can pull it off without a hitch.