Sunday afternoon I volunteered for the Arthritis Society with registration for the athletes for the Triathalon. Part of the registration fee went to the Arthritis Society. I was at the Fila store on Robson for 3 hours writing #'s on swim caps, finding t-shirt sizes and race bibs, and handing out race bags. Triathaletes don't look as drawn out and haggard as some marathoners. I guess there's more bulk from the muscles they use from swimming and cycling.

Picked up the Arthritis Society blue "Hope For the Long Run" silicone rubber bracelets with the Arthritis Society's blue bird on it. I'm selling them for $2 each.

Played badminton Sunday night.

On Monday went cycling for the first time this year across the Queensborough Bridge. Ahem, let me rephrase that. Ray cycled across the bridge. I got about 1/3 of the way and was getting too much anxiety from the traffic whooshing by and the narrow width of the sidewalk so I got off my bike and walked it the rest of the way. When someone came in the opposite direction there wasn't enough room unless one of the parties stopped their bike. The first thing Ray asked when I got to the other side was "did you fall?". We cycled around all the new stores and restaurants by Walmart. Went to the viewpoint with benches at the Fraser River. Ray thought there was a fence under the water but it was a shopping cart. Had a pleasant walk back over the bridge and noticed that the sign at the end said that cyclists are supposed to dismount when going over the bridge - HRRRUMMPH!!! I took time to look at the view from the middle of the Queensborough Bridge. First time while stationary. There's an ICBC salvage yard there with mangled cars in every form of ?manglement? Man, I was cringing looking at some of the wreckage as there was no one any could survive the cars that were totally smooshed on the driver's side. We cycled to New West Quay along the boardwalk. Couldn't sleep later on that night as every bone and joint in my body was screaming in pain. Had to take Advil before I could sleep :(