That Time I Rode My Bike to a Pap Smear

This is for you ladies out there who need a good chuckle on this hump day Wednesday!  


It's a sunny day!  What a day to get probed by a doctor!

Sadly I hadn't worked out for two days and was feeling icky so I thought...

"Hey Abigail, why don't you take this opportunity to ride your bike over to the doctor's office and then home before you grab your mat and go to pilates?"

This being my first lady doctor visit...I didn't think this plan through very well.

So I rode my bike....it took 45 minutes to get there and I was sweating like a Sumo wrestler in Mexico City.  

"I"m sorry but the doctor was called out on an emergency surgery, would you like to re-scheule?"

*blink, blink, blink*

"No.  I rode my bike here....I need to see someone today!"

Thankfully they had a nurse practitioner so after waiting for 2 hours I finally got in and got all the lady business taken care of.

Now, walking like a penguin...I unlocked my bike and re-evaluated my life choices.

"Oh gee Abigail let's ride our bike to a downstairs exam"

"Let's get exercise genius"

"What a lovely idea you had dear...how freaking lovely"

Let's just say that the bike ride back up the hill to the highlands took about an hour and a half and I barely made it to pilates driving like a regular Seattlite/bat out of hell.

Moral of the story.

Drive to lady doctor visits.

That's all.