New Mom!

Week 39: November 24 - November 30

Run: 10 km
Bike: 46 km
Swim: 6500 m Ski: 20 km

My poor, neglected blog! It’s been shamelessly ignored for the last few weeks, but with good reason. I am a new Mom, and as all new Moms know, things are a bit hectic when your little one arrives.

Plans to bring home a new little one were made way back in August, when I first saw the newest addition to our family, but she only arrived this weekend from the Lower Mainland. I spent Friday afternoon glued to my office window watching for the Air North flight that was carrying my baby; and as soon as it arrived, I sped to the airport to get her.

She arrived packed tightly in bubble wrap and cardboard.

She was happy to break free and get her first big gulp of Yukon air.

Her name had been picked out long before her arrival and as soon as she emerged, I knew Snowbitch would suit her perfectly.

We brought her downstairs to meet her brothers and sisters.

Then she was whisked away for all-day surgery with the Bike Doctor, in the Whitehorse General Man Cave. Poor Starbuck was so worried about her, that he couldn’t stand to leave her side.

After six long hours, she was in tip-top shape and ready for her first journey onto the trails.

I thought the first week with Snowbitch would be relatively easy, with us getting to know one another and just revelling in the joy of a new relationship. Unfortunately disaster struck on the very first day I returned to work. In what seems to be a normal occurrence in Whitehorse these days, the power went out on Wednesday afternoon and the parking garage below my office began to fill with the dangerous smell of gas. Terrified that a gas explosion or something equally sinister might happen to my darling Snowbitch, I ran down the stairs, with only the emergency lights to guide me. Unlocked Snowbitch from her bike rack, hoisted her on my shoulder and carried her up four flights of stairs to the safety of my office. Snowbitch may be a new bike, but she isn’t a light one…I think pure adrenaline fuelled my final steps to the fourth floor.

Be assured there will be lots of photos of Snowbitch in the coming entries. Like a tiger cub, Snowbitch hasn’t quite developed her adult coloring, but it shouldn’t be long until she morphs into her final form and I look forward to sharing her journey into maturity!

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