Last weekend, B and I came to the realization that if we are going to log any miles on the bike — it will probably have to be alone.
So, on Sunday I fought the urge — the oh-so-very strong urge — to nap once the kids went down for a nap. I changed into my spandex and got the bike ready while B ran to the hardware store for some yard-cleaning supplies. Once he got home, he gave me a quick tutorial on how to use the carbon cartridges in case I got a flat (yeah, I know…I should know how to use them by now). And I was off.
I planned on doing our quick 18-ish mile loop. However, when I got to a possible turn-off to add some miles, I found myself quickly swooping into the turn lane and heading towards Hygiene. I started to doubt my decision when I looked at the sky.
This was to my left…
However, I kept on going. And then got schooled by two 14 year olds (one was wearing a tri-suit) after leap frogging for a couple miles.
I stopped at the little corner store in Hygiene to avenge past closed-only-10-minutes-before-we-arrived atrocities. I planned on having a brew to make things right. I rolled up and the corner store was open! But they don’t sell beer. (Normie — all that regret for the past 3 years…and they didn’t sell beer anyway!).
As I sat and lamented, a guy threw away a beer bottle and another guy said “aren’t you supposed to save those for after the ride?” and he replied “before…during…after…whatever.” I quipped, “you guys are my kind of people!” All parties involved did the “awkward Colorado cyclist chuckling about drinking and riding.” The whole exchange was very weird. I thought about asking him where he got his brew, but decided the moment had passed. I think he may have brought it with him.
I headed home and beat the rain. The kids were still asleep. B had pulled a ton of weeds and had sore back to show for it. I was on the verge of being hangry and gathered some snacks and began shoveling calories into my face.
|Is that pepperoni in your lap or are you just happy to see me?|
I convinced B to help me fill some water balloons for some planned activities with 8th graders the next day.
|Water Balloon Super Smile!|
I ended up getting in 22 miles and felt really good about it. I think it is the first solo ride I have done in years…like, before Sprocket was born. Obviously, it is more fun to ride with B, but I think we need to adjust expectations and just get some miles under our belt –even if it means we ride alone.