Ride 2
Good ride. Four walkers actually stepped out of the bike lane and onto the sidewalk.
I passed by two slower bike riders. (That's a first.)
Three dogs, but they were all on leashes.
Blue sky. Sunshine.
4 miles.
Life is good.
Good ride. Four walkers actually stepped out of the bike lane and onto the sidewalk.
I passed by two slower bike riders. (That's a first.)
Three dogs, but they were all on leashes.
Blue sky. Sunshine.
4 miles.
Life is good.
Posted by
Tropical Screamer
at
8:05 AM
1 comments
Labels: Bike
It was a short but joyful ride.
No flats. No dogs. No one ran over anyone. No one got a ticket for speeding or loitering.
Four miles.
Next ride is on Wednesday. One on, one off.
It's a beginning.
Posted by
Tropical Screamer
at
8:12 AM
0
comments
Labels: Bike
We are blessed with great bike riding weather year round. Dear Husband rides all year. I've been remiss.
In an effort to get into some kind of shape, I'm breaking out the noble steed.
It's a much loved Specialized Sirrus. 
So far I've found my:
- Bike
- Helmet
- Shoes
- Gear bag
Missing:
- Bike shorts
- Bike shirt
- Daring do and fortitude
I'll find the missing items by tomorrow morning.
Oh, I also found out what happens if you store your bike inside where little Tiggers play "rub the chain."
Guess what I'll be doing this afternoon.
Posted by
Tropical Screamer
at
11:40 AM
0
comments
Labels: Bike