A sense of accomplishment

So had a few moments over the last weekend. The 1st one came when I was dancing Friday night at Halo. When I started salsa dancing, I always had a little apprehension about asking a girl I did not know to dance. I remember on a few occasions I had to make a deal with myself that I would ask at least 5 different girls to dance before I went home for the evening. However on Friday night I actually got asked to dance by 4 different women/girls. I use the slash because there was a school group there that night and 2 of them were probably middle school girls.


The 2nd moment with a sense of accomplishment was on Saturday when I went for my first loop around the Lake Washington. Actually it was a string of moments. Like when I realized I was passing the pet shop near the Sletten household. Or when I rode past the "bikini espresso" place I had read about in the PI (I thought it was weird that there was such a place out in south king county, and then I realized it was right next to Boeing's Renton plant). And again when i was riding through downtown Bellevue.

The real memorable one though was when I finished my ride. I had parked at Madrona Park just north of I-90 and looked out across the lake as i was putting stuff away. I could see Downtown Bellevue in the distance and knew that I had been there just a few hours ago. To either side of me I could only see the lake, but I knew that I had peddled past the horizon. Yeah biking.