Pride, Postcards & Pee Wee

There was a day not so long ago that I was 99.99999% sure that I would never, ever…ever squeeze myself into a pair of spandex and walk outside to even get the mail, let alone hike my spandexed touche on a seat slightly larger than a kiwi and ride around like everything was A-OK.

But today…it happened.

I walked into my favorite bike shop, honed in on the bike shorts, grabbed a few sizes and styles and marched into the fitting room and pushed and shoved myself into a pair.

(NOTE TO SELF: Invent the Body Shoe Horn.)

Why, you ask? Did I lose all of my unwanted poundage and now prefer wearing shorts that look more like body paint than actual clothing? Nope. I’ve been riding my gorgeous bike A LOT more and my Meka Leka Hi Meka Hiney Ho* told me it would simply jump ship if I made it ride one more minute without the proper padding.

I now own my first ever pair of bike shorts. Viva la Spandex!

So, don’t laugh and point when you see flesh squishing and squashing out of the bottom and top of my shorts in desperate attempts to breathe. Forget pride, Meka Leka is happy and that’s what’s important.

Speaking of pride, prepping for this bike ride has been one of the most humbling experiences of my life.

I’m a 30something gal who, before a few months ago, had never even been near a rode bike and now, I’m training to ride across the country on one. It’s uncomfortable. My knees hurt, my training is hard, my diet is strict, my stomach stays in knots and I still have plenty of funds to raise.

HOWEVER…(this is one of the most powerful words we have.)

…I feel more alive now than I have in years.

I have a big, fat goal to reach and I’m not running away from it. I’m facing it dead on, jaw set, eyes focused and fists clenched.

Come to think of it, I haven’t seen my comfort zone in months. Maybe I’ll send it a postcard this summer.

Then again, maybe I won’t. I don’t want it to find me again.

What about you? Have you squeezed into something uncomfortable lately?

P.S. If you’d like to donate to my ride for clean water, you can here: and just click the “donate” tab and make sure you choose me (Amanda Fisher) OR simply donate on this site via PayPal. THANKS!

*NOTE: In case someone didn’t get my Meka Leka Hi reference, which would totally make my 1983 scrunchy cry, he was the genie in Pee Wee’s Playhouse. If you don’t know who or what that is…don’t tell me.

Now let’s all sing this together…

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  1. Awesome to hear, Mandy!. Yeah, I’ve definitely been taking a couple steps outside my comfort zone lately: going to england, taking two weeks off work to do so, and hopefully getting a table at Heroes Con in June to promote myself (something I hate doing).

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