It's just like riding a bicycle...

I've been exercising from day one of my diet.  Most of that exercise, however, has been on the treadmill.

Those following my diet adventure have suggested multiple times that I vary my exercise a bit; do something other than hitting the treadmill.  I've taken the hint and have made a decision.  Biking.  Don't get me wrong.  I'm still going to spend quality time with the treadmill.  I cleared two miles under 30 minutes several times this past week, but my weekends belong to my bike.

A few years ago, for Christmas, I bought my wife a bike.  While I was pestering her about surprising her, my mom and brother surprised me with a bike of my own.  We took them for a spin... and that was it.  They sat in the garage and collected dust.

So, when I made the decision to start biking, I had a "brand new" one waiting for some adventure.

Saturday was the first day I'd taken it out.  My wife and I rode a few miles together and returned home. I decided I wanted to ride a little longer.  By the end of my journey, I covered a little more than four and a half miles.

To involve my daughter, I purchased a two-seat trailer designed specifically for carrying children while biking.

Suited up with our workout clothes and helmets, we hit the road.

We rode all over town.  Not only was it great exercise, but it was a great way to hang out with my LadyBug on Father's Day.

As you can see, we rode for one hour and 17 minutes.  When it was all said and done, we'd put a little more than nine miles on the bike and trolly.  LadyBug enjoyed every minute of it.  So did I.  That was until I realized this was going to be a problem.

That is a healthy sunburn.  If you think that's bad, you should see my face and the top of my head.  Honestly, it's not all from our Sunday bike ride.  Some of that shine happened Saturday while I worked in the yard and rode my bike.  The burn doesn't hurt.  It's more of an irritation really. Regardless, I'll be stocking up on sunblock this year.

That brings me to my final point.  My current weight.

That, my faithful reader and friend, is 324 pounds.  IT'S OFFICIAL!  70 POUNDS LOST!  Needless to say, I'm a bit excited.

My first goal, if you remember, was to lose 100 pounds by my diet's year anniversary.  That isn't until February 2014.  So, things are going well.

IN MEMORY

So, Father's Day was Sunday.  It's only the third Father's Day I've celebrated since 2000.  You see, my dad died in 2001, 10 days after my 18th birthday.  It wasn't until I became a father that I started celebrating the holiday again.

I know a lot of folks say this, buy my dad was my hero.  I look just like the guy.  That has been both a blessing and a curse.  A blessing in the fact that I see his face every day, but a curse for the very same reason.  There is not a day that goes by that I don't think of him or need him.

If I am sorry about one thing, it's that my LadyBug will only get to know him through my stories and memories of him.  They don't do the man justice.

But, I know he would be proud of all that I've accomplished both personally and professionally.

Dad told me once that his greatest reward in life was not to be known by his name, but by this:  Mason's dad.

At the time, I was honored, but I didn't totally understand what it meant.  As a father, I do now.  Well played, dad.  Well played.

Happy Father's Day.  I miss you and I love you.

Until next time everyone... be infinite.