I do realize today is Wednesday and I do realize that I generally do a playlist post on Wednesday’s, but I’m totes bucking the system. I’m such a rebel… before you know it I’ll be leaving one square of toilet tissue at the end of the roll just so I don’t have to change the roll. Oh quit it… like none of the rest of you have ever done that. Since I’m generally the only one who uses my bathroom (minus visitors), that only hurts me in the end! LESSON LEARNED!
I told you I took you all up on your great summer activities idears. I actually went to Al’s Sporting Goods on Thursday and picked me out a bicycle. Next time any of you are in the Cache Valley area and need a bicycle, drive yourself to Al’s, ask for my pal Marilyn (the biker extraordinaire), and tell her I sent you. I basically have been telling Marilyn that I’d be in to get a bike for months now and I finally drug my rump in and did the deed. I told her to pick me out a bike that would hold me up… nothing more embarrassing than both tires popping midflight. She picked me out a good one and told me to return the next day because the Memorial Day sale would be starting and I’d save nearly 100 buckaroos on the price. Yay for sales! I was planning on coming back on Fridee morning to get the bike, but when I got up Friday morning, the bike was setting smack dab in front of my computer. The bicycle fairy came… and I didn’t even lose any teeth to deserve it (oh, unless you count the plethora of root canals I’ve had this year!) I did some investigating and found out that my dad had gone and bought it for me… my early birthday present (my birthday is in October… so REALLY early) he said. Thank you, Dad. He may not be the affectionate type, but it’s things like this that show he cares.
I’ve decided to call her Rumpita because since Friday, I’ve been on 3 hour-long bike rides and my rump has contracted a disease called PAINFUL!! It’s not like I was expecting them to have a recliner seat on the top of the thing, but something more comfortable than a triangle-shaped barbed wire fence would be nice. The biking has totes given my poor feet and plantar fasciitis a break, but it’s also transferred the pain to the rear receptacle portion of the body. I hear that will lessen the more I do it… but for now it’s really cool that I walk like a bow-legged cowboy.
I haven’t been on a bike since I was at least 14/15 years old. So, it’s been an adjustment and of course I’m paranoid that the tires are going to pop under my weight and/or I’ll crash into a parked car and get sued for drunk bicycling. I suppose that will also lessen with time… and I best be buying myself a brain bucket aka bicycle helmet to void off the alien abduction rays.
I gotta say that riding a stationary bike in no way compares to riding a real bike. I’ve been riding a stationary bike all winter long… but carrying my 314 pounds up a hill on a real bike is 10 times harder. I huff and I puff and I drive as slow as a turtle, but I eventually make it to the top. Tonight, I went biking with my mom who is an exerciser extraordinaire and she smoked me at all the hills and ended up waiting at the top of each of them for me to catch up… I blame it on the fact that she weighs half of what I do and her long legs do not have a bane to carry on the top of them. But, pretty durn impressive for a near 60-year-old.
Tonight it was so beautiful (after a weekend of rain and cold) that we decided to take a lunch, bike to a park, and eat it. Madre stole her share of lilacs along the way (call the police somebody!) and I could be heard yelping every time I rode over a bump. It was a super fun time and beautiful… even through my huffing and puffing. I would totally recommend it… the downhill is totes more fun than the uphill, but at least I didn’t walk to school uphill both ways with no shoes or coats in below zero weather like they had to do in the olden days.
Question of the Day: Do you bike? If so, what do you recommend for more comfort on a bike seat?