Sunday, October 17, 2010

We're Back Online with a New Addition!

Ok so you may have noticed that it was a little over ONE YEAR AGO that I last blogged and being a self-confessed social networking junkie, this absolutely unforgivable. BUT, I can redeem myself a little bit by referring you to http://www.cancerfightingjourney.blogspot.com/ where we documented our fundraising cycle from Cape Town to JHB in December last year. So I haven't been all that lazy!

So some highlights over the last 12 months include camping and rafting down the Orange River over Easter, selling a new car and buying an older car (my husband has strange thoughts), many trips up to JHB and Seychelles for business, partying at Mzoli's in Gugulethu for Jaco's 27th Birthday, Christie resigning from PAG after 4 years and starting at Frost & Sullivan, a growth consulting company, sailing with Jaco's folks at Saldhana Bay up the West Coast, hiking up Table mountain, some crazy cycling trips including a 360kms return trip to Hermanus in 2 days and many many more fun and adventurous things!

So you are probably wondering why I would be so interested in getting back to my blogging NOW??? Well, I thought I’d tell you a little story about what happens when your husband stops cycling, starts drinking wine and staying up late – especially on his birthday! In a nutshell, conception happens which as you know leads to pregnancy! So the big news is that I am 10 weeks pregnant. Our lives changed that one fateful night on 26th August without us even knowing about it. And what an unexpected surprise that was!

I thought something was suspicious when, between me changing jobs, I had a week off and we went to my parents in law’s farm. It was 10am in the morning and suddenly I was so exhausted that I had to go back to bed. Jaco didn’t know what to do with himself so he ended up mowing the lawn, baking bread, sending a few emails and washing the dogs just to pass time. Then on the way home that afternoon, I suddenly felt very nauseous which I thought unusual. This continued until the next day, which happened to be the first day of my new job! Goodness, not a great time to suspect that you are pregnant! I decided to have a blood test at Vincent Palloti Hospital just to make sure that I wasn’t making it up. They said I could phone the next day to find out the results. I definitely couldn’t wait that long and managed to get the 24 hour number for the laboratory itself and said I’d phone them after 3 hours. So, later that evening, Jaco and I sat together on the couch with the phone in between our 2 heads and called them.

‘Yes’, they said, ‘your blood count is 35,600.’

Huh?? What does that mean?’

It means you’re 4 weeks pregnant. Congratulations!’

SILENCE.

Nervous laugh from Jaco.

‘Are you serious?’

Nervous laugh from Christie, gasp and hand over mouth.

Oh wow! What have we done!!

So it has taken a little while to get used to the idea and it is slowly sinking in. Jaco was in denial at first and said he’d only believe it when he could see the baby and hear its heartbeat. Last Friday, the scan showed us a perfectly healthy baby and only 1 of them which disappointed Jaco a little since he was hoping for twins! They measured the fetus from head to tail (literally) and the measurement indicated that I was 9 weeks and 4 days pregnant. The healthy heart rate of 166 beats per minute was a good sign and rumour has it that higher heart rates indicate it’s a girl – but who knows!

We were very fortunate to have the whole Schonfeldt family down in Franschoek last weekend and were able to finally break the news! Do you know how hard it is to keep such a secret from everyone for 9 weeks? It nearly killed me! At dinner that evening, Jaco asked to make a toast, in which he mentioned that he was very pleased to have all THREE generations of family round one table! Of course, my family was a bit slow to realize that only 2 generations were actually sitting round the table and after a while they corrected Jaco. But he dug his heels in and firmly said there were 3 generations which left everyone a little puzzled. I just couldn’t hold it in any longer and blurted it out!! With screams and tears, they all jumped up and squealed and oohed and aaahed – it was so lovely to receive such a delightful response!




So this pregnant fairy already has a small boep, bigger boobs and the biggest appetite ever, with me having to eat every 2 hours! I’ve also been experiencing ‘evening’ sickness rather than morning sickness, have no motivation to do any exercise and just love my bed too much these days!

Amazing to think that little baba is now the size of a Labello and has the ability to kick, swallow and move (although I cannot feel anything). The structure of the brain is complete, although the cells continue to multiply. The palate of the mouth is forming and tooth sockets have formed in the gums. The stomach and intestines are developed and the muscles of the digestive tract are functional and starting to contract. We won’t know the sex of the baby yet as the genitals are not fully formed yet but male and female characteristics are starting to show. The little one is floating in about 50ml of amniotic fluid as she continues grow, but this will start to increase as the baby excretes urine. I am amazed at all the activity happening inside of me while I go about my daily life. Thank you Lord that you are in control and I can be assured of a perfect little baby ……….(sex to be inserted here soon!).


Monday, October 5, 2009

Birthday Time!

Wow, how time flies the older you get! This year my birthday completely crept up on me unexpectedly. I think I'm just so focused on getting through this year that I didn't really think about turning another year older (by the way, I'm still 29 and will be for the next 4 years until Jaco turns 30!). So I woke up yesterday just like any other day and we decided to go for a tandem ride round Cape Point. The weather was misty and cloudy in the city but out by the Point, it was sunny and glorious. It was so fantastic to be outside and doing our favourite thing: cycling! After 120kms we thought it was enough for one day and had to take a nap before getting all dressed up for High Tea at the 12 Apostles Hotel!



It was really great sipping tea and coffee and politely stuffing our faces with lots of yummy goodies with 16 of my friends. We tried to make the effort to all dress up (well at least I got in the mood - don't you love the hat!)and we spent a wonderful 5 hours chatting and eating and eating and chatting. I was really spoilt with the most wonderful gifts including a mosaic course (I'm going to learn how to mosaic in 2 weeks time!), gift vouchers, stacks of beautiful flowers, clothes, a beach bag and cutesy pyjamas. Thanks to everyone also for all my SMS's and facebook messages. You really made my day!

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Settling Back into Life as a Married Couple




Well it is so great feeling like we're married again ! I mean, its REALLY great to have my hubby back and playing housey housey back in CPT. Jaco has dived right back into work and is very busy with Greenpoint Stadium and work for me has been busy as usual. On the cycling front, Jaco took 2 weeks off the bike to rest his knee and get a bit of beauty sleep in the mornings instead of waking up at the crack of dawn but Sunday 20 September saw the first race of the Spring season with the Tour de Worcester. We both rode and had great races although J started cramping at the end so he missed on out in the sprint but his team mate came 3rd, so that was great! I enjoyed the race in the unseeded category and finished with a good time, and it was a great indication that more training is needed for our epic CPT to JHB cycle in December. We have also started practising on our tandem and did a 120km ride to Cape Point and back on Heritage Day - our bums also told us that more training is needed indeed.

This last weekend we decided to visit J's parents farm in Piketberg cos all the beautiful flowers are out at this time of year and they were having their farmer's market on Saturday morning. Everything from milk tart, to pancakes, to fresh bunches of Protea Flowers to Springbok pies! Despite the freezing weather it was great to go around to all the stalls and taste the yummy food they had to offer. Of course spending time on the farm is always a treat since his parents always spoil us with delicious homecooked meals and there is plenty of time to read and chill. Although my time these days is taken up with studying but exams start end of Oct so I am just wishing the time away!

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Final thoughts

Wow. I probably sound like a kid in a sweet shop, but wow. I am so so thankful that I have been privileged to experience what I have over the last 4 weeks in Belgium. To everyone that has played a part in making this possible: moral support, financial contributions, advice, blog comments, Thank you.

What I learnt and then some arb facts:

Would I return; Can I perform better; Can I race at a higher level; Can I do this for an entire season (6 months); Can I do this for a living… All questions I guess I asked myself before coming here. I am embarrassed over how ridiculous my thoughts were only a mere 4 weeks ago.

We live in complete oblivion to the real world here in Belgium, cycling all day. So to answer the questions I posed I need to delve into the experiences one is challenged with here. Is there more to life than riding your bike? You come to realise first hand what the sacrifices are you make to be a full time cyclist. What you sacrifice and the relationships you start to neglect. Cycling is a very selfish sport – not because of who we are, but we become a product of the full time cycling environment.

I further discovered just how small and almost insignificant we are in our racing in SA. Jhb compares, Cpt – no comment. I raced 1.12B races for riders without contracts and got beaten fair and square. Next is 1.12A without contract, 1.2 with contract or closed invites, then you also have inter-clubs before you get to pro-crits and 1.1’s. I guess you just see the bigger picture and realise just because your fish bowl you living in is small doesn’t make you a whale in the ocean – you still a tiny fish.

The challenges are hard for guys trying to make it. People say “Belgium cracked him” but I’d rather say “Belgium opened his eyes”.

Pursue your dream. My dream has been achieved, it is now time for us (Chris & I) to set our dreams and pursue them… Don’t be left behind, live your life on the tightrope!

Some facts:
1. I have managed to rack up just short of 3000kms in the 29 days I have been in Belgium. To those that asked “You won’t be riding your bike everyday, will you?” I have to admit – I did take 5 days off: 2 because I didn’t have a bike, 1 because my knee was sore and 2 to rest. That is an average of 125kms a day, everyday… I only managed 11 races in the 4 weeks with steady placings between 26th and 40th at every race.
2. My Continental Gator Skin 25C tyres did an excellent job over the cobbles, at times terrible bike paths and the glass riddled shoulders of many E and N roads without bikepaths. The tires probably had around 3000km on them and were over 3years old at the start of the trip – I am well impressed!
3. 1 bottle of Mark II chamois cream helped keep mall them baddies away ha ha ha
4. The new MTN Cape Storm shorts were not up to the challenge: They caused blisters from the rubber on the shorts, the chamois is not the most comfy and they are rapidly deteriorating after a mere month of use… Don’t buy Cape Storm pants. My old Vermark MTN shorts, over a year old, performed steadily and was a pleasure to ride in – go Belgian shorts!
5. I slept an average of 11hours per night – that would explain why I could ride as much. I love not having the stresses of real life ;)

Monday, August 31, 2009

Home time

I'll do a final post tomorrow, but just a quick update:

I hurt my knee in Saturday's race and need to take a few days off. Pointless sitting here and doing nothing, I'd rather come home, be with my wife and start adapting to real life (oh no).

The flights this week all had costs associated with them except this evening's flight. So at 12:00 I decided to take tonight's flight home. I needed to pack all my stuff (clothes, food, bike) and leave at 16:00. Some quick prioritization and I set off to make tuna bake for an early supper, had some oranges in the sun. Packed the bike, packed clothes, changed bedding and cleaned the room and all ready to go.

Final post tomorrow...

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Race # 11 - St Truden to Bousalle

It was good to race again after having the last 5 days off. It sounds so little but it has felt so long. The wind was howling as we set of for the 55km from St Truden to Bousalle where we did 8 laps of a very hilly circuit. The strong winds made for hard guttering from the gun.

The group split at 36kms and we all rejoined again at 50kms just before a 3km steep climb. I took strain on the climb and settled in a chasing group of 9. The font group was probably around 35 riders, so I knew we were out of money for the day - paying up to 30th. Each lap of the circuit I however noticed more and more riders having pulled out so I knew we could just just be in for some prize money, lol.

I had set aside all my money for the last week - air change fare, taxi money, rent money, and race money and used the remaining money almost to the cent on some groceries this morning. So I knew I had no money left and it was pretty important I get some money out of 1 of these 5 races. Well, I'm glad to say I just managed coming 29th and taking 12 Euro home for the efforts. We did a hard ride into the wind and over many more hills home making for a 180km day.

I will need to do some hill training when I get home - my climbing has deteriorated big time..

Race stats: 110km, 2:54, 37km.h, 142bpm ave, 171 max, 22C ave, 24C max, 900m climbing

Tomorrow it is off to Kapellen, about 15kms away for a 117km race. Will update again tomorrow night.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Wrap-up of Holiday week

The last 2 days of holiday week...

Thursday
What a rushed day. Seriously, I have very little time to kill these days. I got up at 11:15 (ja ja ja), decided impromptu to do Begijnendijk before riding to Tijl's parents, so quickly had breakfast and left home at 12:15. Popped back briefly at 14:30 for some warm stuff and then left for Hoeilaart. Tijl left out it was a hilly area with no cycling paths, so at times I had a string of trucks and cars behind me - all very patient I must add.

We had a lovely South-African / Belgium evening, you decide: KWV Roodeberg, South African Chenin Blanc, Boerewors, Steak and Jupiter beer that tasted like Castle. The only Belgian thing was the young Gouda and some radish/cabbage veggie. It was a lovely evening - thanks Tijl - and I got home at 21:30. The journey home was a difficult one as the wines and beer churned around my stomach making for some awkward moments. I couldn't say no to Belgian hospitality...

Friday
Ok, I messed up with the location of today's race and it was further than expected, hence taking the day off. I made good use of it I can tell you...

I got up at 9 to get to the bike shop an hour away before the close at 12:00. Unfortunately it rained so I had to hang 10 until the weather cleared up. Left home at 10:15, got to the shop, bought pedals, a big blade and some tires for the tandem and then continued to a coffee shop in Westerlo. A quintessential little place filled with books, the aroma of coffee and the ambiance completed by 60s music playing softly in the background. I walked in and was greeted by some people in the shop, sat down, and we all - owner, fellow townies and myself - continued with conversations about Belgium, South Africa, diamonds, Mandela, Tom Boonen, cycling, Obama, rooibos tea and philosophy. 3 hrs later I left there and rode home. What a relaxing day. Well, I was a little jittery from all the coffee after that ;)

After all the coffee it was time for some Rooibos tea. The coffee and tea gets served with a slice of lemon sponge cake. The coffee however gets served with some liqueur (occasionally with cream on the liqueur) of some sort. Interesting...


Tomorrow
I am racing in Wallogne again in a town by the name of Saint Trond. The race finishes in Bousalle 30kms away but I managed to get a lift with 1 of the guys in the house. Race is 120km and we riding the 60kms home. Will update the blog tomorrow night.

Have a good weekend all! Some photos to make your mouth water...