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Monday, March 05, 2007
Drove to Springfield yesterday for LIB meeting. Set that difference between car and bike apart by another 181 miles :(
Returned in the crisp spring air. Dinner in Savoy at 6:00.
Ride or drive?
I *like* riding my bike. Maybe, if I'd ridden to Springfield, I'd have driven to Savoy.
I *don't* want to show up as a function of my bicycle.
I have a plan.
Tights, those soft light thermals, and green khaki pants. Happiness because even over two layers, they aren't too tight :) :) Thermal base, pink turtleneck, pink sweater (my favorite one, successfully darned).
I'm dressed for dinner on the outside, outside on the inside. Yes, I look 20 pounds heavier than I am but hey, that means that when it gets warmer I shall instantly look 20 pounds lighter. Life is relative :)
I put on my lit backpack and tucked the wine in the Xtracycle. Lit the other lights. Took off. Gladness, gladness to be outside and riding, into the wind. I LIKE TO RIDE :) :)
Pulled into the driveway and avoided being seen thru the window :) Parked bike where it wasn't visible from the road. Slipped off backpack and laid it next to bike. Put helmet on bike frame. Took wine bottle from Xtra saddlebag.
Entered. Coats on bed, wine on table. Methinks victory: no "did you ride?"
Wined. Dined. Opined.
Time to go. Headed for back door. "The side door is open and more direct."
Only if I drove, kind sir :) :) But that shall be my egress. A swift-thinking guest says in jest, "Are we parked behind you?" Snork. Guest knows.
Say goodbyes.
Full moon, gentle tailwind, the peace of the quiet prairie... a breathtakingly beautiful wide ride home.
Yes, I could have driven. Yuck.
Returned in the crisp spring air. Dinner in Savoy at 6:00.
Ride or drive?
I *like* riding my bike. Maybe, if I'd ridden to Springfield, I'd have driven to Savoy.
I *don't* want to show up as a function of my bicycle.
I have a plan.
Tights, those soft light thermals, and green khaki pants. Happiness because even over two layers, they aren't too tight :) :) Thermal base, pink turtleneck, pink sweater (my favorite one, successfully darned).
I'm dressed for dinner on the outside, outside on the inside. Yes, I look 20 pounds heavier than I am but hey, that means that when it gets warmer I shall instantly look 20 pounds lighter. Life is relative :)
I put on my lit backpack and tucked the wine in the Xtracycle. Lit the other lights. Took off. Gladness, gladness to be outside and riding, into the wind. I LIKE TO RIDE :) :)
Pulled into the driveway and avoided being seen thru the window :) Parked bike where it wasn't visible from the road. Slipped off backpack and laid it next to bike. Put helmet on bike frame. Took wine bottle from Xtra saddlebag.
Entered. Coats on bed, wine on table. Methinks victory: no "did you ride?"
Wined. Dined. Opined.
Time to go. Headed for back door. "The side door is open and more direct."
Only if I drove, kind sir :) :) But that shall be my egress. A swift-thinking guest says in jest, "Are we parked behind you?" Snork. Guest knows.
Say goodbyes.
Full moon, gentle tailwind, the peace of the quiet prairie... a breathtakingly beautiful wide ride home.
Yes, I could have driven. Yuck.
Labels: bicycle, prairie, xtracycle
