The Worst Bike Ride Ever
So my plan was to ride bikes everyday from now until Peggy comes Unfortunately, I didn't account for a rug rat who doesn't know how to ride a bike yet. He isn't old enough to stay home alone, and staying with his sister is basically the same as staying home alone. So he came along for the ride.
I got a double workout because I would ride forward 50 yards and he would ride forward 20. I then would get off my bike, run back to where he was, put him back on the bike he had fallen off and pull his 60 pounds uphill. On the way back from the cul de sac around the corner from my house which is as far as I got in 20 minutes using the aforementioned process, I changed my method. I put my bike down, put him back on his bike, pulled his 60 pound body up the hill (yes it is uphill both ways - in my opinion,) and then ran back to my bike (yay, downhill) and road my bike up to the driveway where I left him. Then I carried his Spiderman bicycle (I hate you Spidey) across the street and told him to walk his bike back home which he subsequently refused to do so when I reached my driveway, I had to run downhill (yay) to get him three driveways away and drag him the rest of the way home since he had fixed himself to the bicycle and once again refused to get off.
I may not have rode as far as I wanted, but I think I got a workout nonetheless. Kinda reminds me of another workout I had a few years ago. Feel free to use any of these methods to work off the summer ice cream, or in the case of my down under friends, the hot cocoa (?) you have been enjoying.
(PS - if any of you are asking why I don't just bike ride while he is at daycare, let me just remind you I live in Central Texas, and at this very moment with no sun at all, it is 88 degrees. So imagine what is like when I get off of work at 1:30 in the afternoon. No thank you.)
I got a double workout because I would ride forward 50 yards and he would ride forward 20. I then would get off my bike, run back to where he was, put him back on the bike he had fallen off and pull his 60 pounds uphill. On the way back from the cul de sac around the corner from my house which is as far as I got in 20 minutes using the aforementioned process, I changed my method. I put my bike down, put him back on his bike, pulled his 60 pound body up the hill (yes it is uphill both ways - in my opinion,) and then ran back to my bike (yay, downhill) and road my bike up to the driveway where I left him. Then I carried his Spiderman bicycle (I hate you Spidey) across the street and told him to walk his bike back home which he subsequently refused to do so when I reached my driveway, I had to run downhill (yay) to get him three driveways away and drag him the rest of the way home since he had fixed himself to the bicycle and once again refused to get off.
I may not have rode as far as I wanted, but I think I got a workout nonetheless. Kinda reminds me of another workout I had a few years ago. Feel free to use any of these methods to work off the summer ice cream, or in the case of my down under friends, the hot cocoa (?) you have been enjoying.
(PS - if any of you are asking why I don't just bike ride while he is at daycare, let me just remind you I live in Central Texas, and at this very moment with no sun at all, it is 88 degrees. So imagine what is like when I get off of work at 1:30 in the afternoon. No thank you.)
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Really enjoyed reading your older post from November 2008....you are a very funny lady! Looking forward to sharing heaps of fun times together.
Not long to go now or as the kids say "coming ready or not"!
Hugs
Peggy xxxx
And, yeah, I kind of figured my winter header created an odd welcome to my summer post. It's kind of like setting clocks back and forward each fall and spring. Sometimes, when I wait long enough, I don't even have to do that! Maybe my header will be able to hang around until winter again.
So, when is Peggy arriving? I know you're so excited. I can't wait for August myself.
Too bad the bikeride didn't work out. I learned to ride a bike when I was 3 (no supportwheels, my grandfather thought that was nonsense ;-) ) and a few years later started to enjoy the freedom it gave me to get to places on my own (in those times most kids weren't ferried around in cars yet and next to busy roads here there are seperate bicyclepaths and on busy crossings there are trafficlights especially for the cyclists, and in many of the neighbourhoods you can go quite a distance without crossing a busy road). Little kids here ride on the back of their parents bikes, in special seats or just on the rack of they are older, many of the bikes are built for that. And it's a cute way for teenage boys to transport their girlfriends ;-)