This morning while in bed I got asked a lot of questions. Fat tissue was asking where he should go. Muscle tissue was telling me to start acting my age. Telling I am not 52 anymore so act my age. My butt was asking me what am I doing. Saying that he is in so much pain. It was a lively discussion to start the day. Finally I said enough,I told fat tissue to leave and never come back. Muscle tissue was told to hang in there and get use to it. While my butt will just have to suffer.
Cycling from Dauphin to Wpgosis today I could not wipe the smile off my face. It felt really good to be riding going home on a bicycle.
Winnipegosis is where I grew up and has shaped me to be the weird person that I am today. Growing up on a farm was a wonderful place to learn life lessons. One of the main lessons I learnt was that I would not enjoy farming. So I left Wpgosis right after high school to explore the bigger world. Doing this for 6 years I would occasionally come back to Wpgosis to visit. I soon made a friend during these visits, her name is Cheryl. She had been doing her own exploring of the world. We did grow up together, but never really connected. I always thought she was too mature for me. She was two grades higher than me in school even though we are only six months apart in age. Our kids always laugh when I tell them I had to take grade two twice. I don’t see the humour in that.
Winnipegosis holds a special place in my heart. It is where I grew up, where I found my wife and where my parents are buried. Winnipegosis feels like home.
Adventures on a bicycle 