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[drhoneyandelley]

Is my honey hubby as fast as Porsche?

I love my honey hubby very much. He is as sweet as chocolate chunk cookies ( you know what I mean reading the link here ; https://honeyandelley.wixsite.com/i-love-eat-wear-3/post/is-my-honey-as-healthy-as-guilt-free-chocolate-chip-chunk-cookies ) but also strict with himself with an athlete-mind. He often tells me, "Beyond your capacity lies new potential. Don’t set limits on yourself.”

While our car was being repaired recently, my husband commuted to the hospital where he works by cycling and taking the train. As he commutes by car, the opportunities to ride a bicycle have significantly decreased, so the first few days seemed quite hard for him. Returning home on the first day, he expressed his frustration, saying like "I couldn’t cycle in a way that satisfied myself." I was like "Okay... you are not an Olympic athlete after all." Then he replied "I should be able to do better.” Again I was like "wow, that line sounds very an athlete-like!" I couldn’t help but laugh when I heard that. At the same time, I thought it somewhat mysterious that he returned home out of breath despite riding an electric bicycle, but I didn’t delve into it at the time. However, he came back looking exhausted the next day, and the day after that as well. Let me explain that an electric bicycle is a bike equipped with an electric motor, making it very easy to pedal since it’s partially powered.

Then one day, I decided to attend a public lecture where he was presenting, blending in with the audience. That morning, I rode his electric bike, and he took my bicycle. And that’s when I discovered the truth. He pedaled with the ferocity of a Porsche’s start, maintaining a fierce speed throughout. No wonder he came home breathless every evening. As I realized this, I couldn’t suppress my laughter at his incredible speed. After all, the sight of him, impeccably dressed in a Dunhill suit, pedaling like an athlete, was a complete mismatch.

And how was his presentation, you ask? It was a big success, absolutely wonderful. To see my husband achieve such greatness, it made me feel proud of him all over again. And then, my husband and I happily cycled home together, saying like "no more Porsche, honey hubby! It's too dangerous."

I could keep writing forevermore about my unique honey hubby but it's time to make a birthday cake from scratch for his big day. It is totally gluten-free healthy confectionary with rice flour, rice oil, beet sugar, soy bean yogurt and egg and adding a little pretty herbs like lemon balm and fruit. Bon Appetite!

I love, therefore I am.