The weather broke ... a little. Just enough for me to feel like riding my bike to the next town over (the other direction this time) to have breakfast with a friend would be great.
It was, it was! This friend is amazing. She lives in this great Victorian house with her amazing husband and two awesome, funny, kids and she lives her life as REAL as possible. Wonderful garden, great dogs, homemade breakfast including homemade cinnamon swirl bread. Yummm...
I met her because of cycling (well, duh, right?). She and her children bike commute from her town to mine so her children can attend the school closest to my house. She is an OT and works with kids at the school as well as some others, so it's a great fit for them.
And did I mention that she's a world class athlete? Well she is -- she has won the Ironman. But you'll never hear that from her. She's about as modest a person as you'll ever meet. You see, she is a great runner, but that's not all she is. She is a wonderful wife, mother, daughter, and friend. I'm very blessed that our lives have crossed paths.
After our visit I went to the post office in her town. THEY have a bike rack (the one in my town does not). Of course, it's pushed up against a wall so it's mostly useless, but they do have one!
After my mail business I went to do some more errands by bike and then extended my ride to get a really good workout.
Why is it that 88 feels so much easier to ride in than 90?
2 comments:
Sounds like a great day!
I've been keeping an eye out for bike racks now. I was relieved to see one at my local pharmacy (I have a mini goal to ride my bike there the next time I go. The distance isn't the problem - it's only .66 miles from my house - it's the riding in real traffic that has me spooked).
She sounds amazing - as are you! With each day that passes I feel the blah that comes with getting no real exercise. I hope to find some way to get some exercise when our weather breaks here.
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