I think I referred to my hunger as my "dark passenger". And it truly is. Especially in the first few days. I find this hunger distracting, painful and makes me sad then angry then sad again. Achhhh...I just have to keep reminding myself of how I got to this point in my life. I have definitely eaten my fill over the years so I can't complain. That being said, I really do like the challenge though. Every night when I go to bed I feel so accomplished! But I will be glad when Jan. 6th gets here!!
So, have you ever seen two oldish really fat people fall right over into traffic whilst they were riding a tandem bicycle? I did. Today. On busy South Kihei road, two cars in front of us. I spotted them wobbling along the edge of the road. Man, they couldn't really be quite right in the head. They were really unsteady and the front wheel was twisting back and forth quickly, too quickly. The lady was on the back seat and she had to be at least 400 pounds! She had on a huge sack like dress (I can't imagine the sight every time her leg peddled up) and seriously, you couldn't see the bike seat at all. The man on the front was also very huge, not as big as her but still really huge. And right before our very eyes, they slowly but oh so surely fell over, right on the road. Fortunately, the traffic is very very slow at this spot. It was like watching a slow motion train wreck. Down they went and her upper leg flew up into the air exposing way more than we ever wanted to see....but in a sick way you just can't stop looking. All traffic completely stopped and people went running over to help. And, even with about four or five people, they simply could not get her up. He eventually got up enough to sit and they managed to extricate the bike, but no matter what they and she did, she could not get up. About twenty minutes later a firetruck came and using a sling of some sort they managed to pull her up and got her into a giant size wheelchair that materialized from somewhere. The poor thing was crying and hiding her face and he just sat there staring at his feet. The police got us all moving at this point. So on we went with such mixed feelings of horror, pity and a tiny tiny bit of humour. Just tiny though. But you know Bill....I won't repeat some of the things he was saying.......
Today we stopped at Costco, crazy Costco, and pushed our way through to get a folding table, wok, coke zero and almond milk. Then we went through Paia to our favourite beach and spent a couple of hours there reading and watching the kite surfers and turtles and rainbows and fishermen. Awesome time (at least it would be if I wasn't so hungry!!LOL!!) TTYL
That was a very sad story. Very brave of them to think they could manage the bike. and to do what they wanted to do without putting limits on themselves.
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