Well, I did it. On wednesday: I conquered my first FreakBike Ride. Yep. I thought it would be really difficult and I thought I would be dying from how un-fit I am and struggling to finish, but nope– I did it and it was easy. I’m not gonna lie, I’m pretty impressed with myself. I’ve never taken my little (big) trike on rides longer the 4 or 5 miles. Eric said we rode a little less than 8 miles &I know 8 miles isn’t much in a cycling world, but it’s a fair amount on a trike! My (nameless) trike is very big and very heavy, especially for a small gal like myself. Wooo!
The theme this ride was robots, unfortunately not a lot of people participated. I didn’t, not cause I didn’t want to, but because Eric I had planned to attend last minute and we all know how difficult it is to accomplish anything (especially last minute robot building) with a small lovey baby. I wasn’t really sure what to expect from the ride… I didn’t realize full lanes of traffic would be blocked off for hundreds of bikes to cruise down the streets! It was really nice– It was a scenic ride with so many lovely houses on the ocean and then the lights and crowds of downtown. &The weather was awesome– really awesome. Best part? My legs didn’t even begin to feel tired until the way back and they don’t even hurt a smidgen today! I guess I’m not as out of shape as I thought. Win! 🙂
I spotted a Heidi on the way there!
I had my pants unbuttoned the whole time. They were tight &man, I had to pee. Next time: depends adult diapers (kidding).
Karen and Heidi. They decided St. Patricks day style was the new robot style.
Once downtown I made a bathroom pit stop at the ice cream shop.
Everyone just hangs out downtown for an hour or so eating pizza or doing whatever— I’m not sure– doing something or other— I didn’t do much.
LOVE this bike seat.
I was told I turned this corner “like a bat out of hell”. I couldn’t help it– I needed to get home. My bike is not a toilet.
Ah, home! Shoes off– Pants off– Freedom. This is typical, bike ride or not, shoes and pants come off as soon as I walk in. Life is just more comfortable that way.
Next time: Bringing Jerbear and Marlowe.
Also, I should name my bike. The only name that comes to mind is “Big Red” and that seems so unoriginal. Ideas?