Yesterday morning, we decided it would be a great idea to go for a family bike ride. (Except the only family members who were awake at 8:00am were me, Mack and the Scout Master.) Do you know how long it's been since I've been on a bike ride?? Um...I think I had a bike in Seattle (1998-2000) and I was pregnant for most of the two years that we lived there, so I'm pretty sure I didn't use it much.
Spell Girl's bike is the pretty green and white one
Well, it turns out that even though you might think that riding a bike is so much easier than walking or running because you can go farther and finish faster...that's not really true. There are tiny little inclines on that golf course trail that I've never noticed on my feet before.
And if you don't love bridges, they're a heck of a lot scarier on a bike than on foot! So many more things could go wrong...and three whole bikes riding across at once!! We could have plummeted to our deaths in the raging current below us at any point on those three treacherous bridges we crossed (twice!)
wreck site...it rained last night, otherwise you would be able to see all the blood I left on the trail
About 3 miles into our ride, we got to the third bridge. I let the boys go in front of me to blaze the trail (and test the sturdiness of the rickety wooden planks) and then I held my breath and rode on. Why did they not tell me about the little man crouched down in the middle of the bridge who was organizing his fishing gear??? He startled me. And he was in my way. And I didn't see him until it was almost too late to avoid him. I didn't hit him, but only because my lightning fast, ninja-like reflexes finally kicked in, and I jumped off my bike. It wasn't pretty, but no one got hurt.
After making it safely across that bridge, I got back on the bike. Shortly after, I realized that my back tire was completely flat! And I got off the bike again...to WALK IT the rest of the three miles home! (I don't think an ideal bike ride includes so much getting on and off...)
The ride was more of an adventure than I thought it would be when I agreed to it. But I made it home alive...with only a small gash on my knee.
I loved the bike ride yesterday because it reminded me that sometimes I sneak scary things into my day without even realizing it. Because my friend Stephanie had a super cute Backyardigans bandaid so that I wouldn't bleed in her pool last night at our Memorial Day party. And because it convinced me that I probably will just stick with my feet for any future exercise plans.