A couple of weeks ago we went to our local Asian specialty grocery store. I needed some dried mushrooms for a hot and sour soup (that ended up being one of the most disgusting things I have ever made… I was so disappointed, I don’t know what went wrong!). It was late in the day on a Sunday and I was feeling like a treat. I wandered over to the bubble tea counter and the black sesame and almond milky iced bubble tea really caught my eye. Then the dozens of giant syrup bottles behind the counter caught my eye too and I decided that I would pass on the bubble tea. I am sure I sound like a snob, but nothing beats bubble tea that actually uses fresh fruit and homemade flavourings. Either way, the flavour combination of black sesame and almond stuck in my mind and I knew that I would make my own at home when I had the chance.
I have been in a mild state of panic lately. About 4 months ago, I decided it was a good idea to sign up for a cycling event that is now one week away. In many ways, it was actually a great idea. I trained all summer, which gave me something to do and forced me to get outside almost every day. We got to explore the bike paths in and around Calgary, which are fantastic. And I am probably in the best shape of my life. However, the event is 144 km and sometimes I wonder what I got myself into. Before this summer, I have never biked more than 35 km at one time (and that was a special occasion). I have also never been particularly athletic, nor have I ever challenged myself physically and mentally in such an extreme way, so I don’t really know what to expect from myself on the day. All that I know now is that it is only a week away and I not only panic while I am on the bike (i.e. being 70 km into a ride, wanting it to be over, and imagining having to do that TWICE on the real day) but also when I am off the bike.