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I don't ski, I don't drink craft beer and I don't have a dog, but by golly I am a real Colorado native girl.  So now you can still believe in unicorns!  Here's my ode to motherhood, you know because all of us bloggers write like we were the first, only and last mama out there.

Operation Doughnut Project

Operation Doughnut Project

One October morning last month when I was in New York, the skies were blue and the sun was out, perfect bike weather.  So I did.

I got a bike and I made a plan.  I biked through West Village and treated myself to doughnuts at The Doughnut Project!  They were making special Stranger Things themed mini doughnuts, that's the one with the mini Eggo waffle on top.  The piece of butter is actually cream, meant to mimic butter, and the raspberry jelly symbolizes "her bloody noses."  I don't what any of that means since I have never caught the Stranger Things bug, but maybe you know!  Anyway, the doughnut was delicious and the surprise was that the waffle was actually crispy!  I was never an Eggo waffle eater, but this was a fun twist!  I had two.

I also had the Black Gold doughnut, the brownie batter one....SO INCREDIBLE!  

I had the pleasure of meeting Leslie, one of the partners behind Doughnut Project, who happened to be in that morning!  Sounds like they have experienced great growth and following, watch them.  

I biked back to the hotel, did a quick change and went on to do my second Graham class at the Martha Graham school, blocks from where I was staying.  I am still sore from those classes.  Thankful that my pilates work kept me strong somewhat, but I am not sure what I was thinking taking a class with students on the professional dance track.  It was all a worthwhile, never-forgetting, experience, and glad I did it.

I took the bike out for one more spin that afternoon, more to come on that in another post.  I am so thankful to God that I visited NYC when I did and that I was safe and sound and returned back to my family.  I biked very near the horrific attack that happened just days after I left.  Thoughts and prayers to those innocent victims and praying for justice, safety and peace.  All. The. Time.

Biking in New York is definitely an experience in and of itself.  Had fun in the blocks I covered, but I think I prefer by foot.  Too stressful and cumbersome figuring out street directions.  At one point I was totally just doing sidewalks because I was terrified I would be hit by traffic and I dinged my bell and zoomed past this businessman who cried, "Jesus!" As i whizzed by.  Pretty sure he had to take his suit pants to the cleaners.  haha...

...Glo

Bike Ride to Bryant Park & A Book

Bike Ride to Bryant Park & A Book

Talk to Strangers

Talk to Strangers