More of the same.

Life continues on as ever. Back riding to work a couple of times a week, and hanging out with my bike mates a little bit.
I'm booked in to see the oncologist in just over a week. Might have to have radiation or chemotherapy. This worries me.
But on a happy note, Rachel and I have been married for two years. We went out for an amazing dinner at a French restaurant in the rocks and stayed in the city for the night. It was a fantastic night, and a great way to celebrate two years married.

Recovering.

Just shy of 6 weeks since my operation. I think I'm nearly fully recovered, but I'm going to take it easy for a bit longer. I really don't want to rush into anything and cause an injury. Still coming to grips with the whole thing emotionally and mentally.

Also, Rachel and I went to a wedding in Dubbo. We also went to the zoo.

Shock to the system

About a week ago I was diagnosed with testicular cancer. After a bunch of scans and tests and specialist visits, yesterday I went under the knife and had my left testicle and all associated plumbing removed. It was all contained, but I'll only know for sure once I get the second round of blood tests back in a few weeks.
Big shocks. Big.
And somewhere during all that I had my first time on the velodrome... Loved it.

Blue Mountains

Spent the weekend in the mountains with my gorgeous wife. Sometimes it feels like those small country towns are in a timewarp.

Erratum.

I actually hit 2300km on the Surly the other day. Even better!

Racking up.

Clocked over 1300km on the Surly on yesterday's commute. I really want to increase how much I ride this year. We'll see.

I've started using the M4 cyclepath between Harris Park and Silverwater Rd. Adds a few minutes to my ride, but it's a bit safer and definitely less stressful.

A long-awaited return.

New phone means photos sync onto computer means new posts.
Rachel in the rain, heading to Evan and Nat's.