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the warm before the storm

December ... in shorts

It is December.  And we are riding in shorts.

Do you ever have those days when your responsible self says:  I really should stay at home and get (fill in the blank) done, or do this or do that… ?   And then of course you completely ignore it.  OK, well maybe you don’t.

With the holidays looming, I have a fairly lengthy to-do list – which does not exactly include spending a few hours goofing around on bikes.  Oh well.  But there is a pretty serious storm and rain event in the forecast, so we decided to take advantage of the calm before the storm.  (So if you don’t receive a Christmas card, you’ll know why).

I will also take this opportunity to thank my amazing husband for going out of his way to let me selfishly spend my time this entire weekend doing the things that amuse me (biking, photo-ing, sewing, reading, knitting, movie-watching, napping, etc.), as well as for his unending patience in letting me take his photo – repeatedly – while riding.  He’s actually trying to get somewhere, while I’m completely distracted by the lines of the road and a fence, and a field full of cows…

“Can you just go back down the hill and ride back up toward me so I can get a shot from up here?”  (Sometimes said not just once, but several times…)  Be glad you don’t have to ride with me…  😉

two moo

in the White Oak Valley

wandering road, wandering mind

There are typically a handful of days with each season that are absolutely perfect for cycling.  The weather is ideal, the landscape leaves you speechless – whether it be the height of color in the fall, a pristine day of snow, or the sweetness of spring in bloom.  This week, we’ve had a healthy dose of springtime splendor.

From the dogwoods to the lilacs to the tumbling wysteria, it’s been delight to the senses.  (And, admittedly, very frustrating to be without my camera … which, hopefully, will be back in my hands and repaired within the next week).

 

Yesterday as I was out riding and wandering the roads through green fields and blooming trees, I guess my mind was wandering as well.  It’s not that I feel a need for a new “project” like #330daysofbiking, but simply considering some cycling fun that I want to try and plan for the months ahead.

And during the first few miles of my ride – when the day is so beautiful and the legs are just warming up, feeling fresh and strong – I start imagining a few crazy ideas … like how about a dawn-to-dusk ride?

Being the good parent that I am (heh-heh!), I am considering how to recruit a couple of the boys, along with my dear husband, to hop on bikes some morning just before sunrise, and pedal around for an entire day – yes, the entire day – right through to sunset.  Not continuously, and certainly not hundreds of miles or anything too nuts,  but stopping for meals, maybe a nap, a little sight-seeing on the side – but just spending the entire day tooling around (and probably fairly leisurely) on bikes.  Yeah … #dawntodusk, if I was inclined to start another (stupid) hashtag.

So whadya say, guys?  😉

And then of course, as I continue riding for another two hours and my wandering mind begins to return and focus on my tiring legs and the sunburn I’m beginning to feel on the backs of my arms, I think: dawn-till-dusk?!! Whose half-baked idea was that anyway?!

We’ll see.  The idea hasn’t yet left my head … I will just wait to see what the boys have to say (envisioning the rolling of eyes, and a great deal of head-shaking).  😉

 

looking forward to things to come


 

Day 300: Napolean Dynamite

 

Day 300: no shocks, no pegs, and I've never tried taking her off of any sweet jumps...

Today I reached day 300 of #330daysofbiking … and I am still wondering how I actually got here?  (Don’t even say “by bicycle”.)

I will be honest – I am sighing a big sigh of relief and happiness that I’ve managed to stay on target and am on the final stretch to meet this ridiculous goal.  For some reason, I was feeling … well, ridiculous.  A little giddy, a little goofy, and considerably nerdy for some reason.

I wanted to ride out to get a cupcake (but didn’t).  I didn’t want a “serious” ride today.    For other reasons unknown, the famous bicycle scene from Napolean Dynamite was on my brain today – as well as the Napolean Dynamite soundtrack song, Music for a Found Harmonium from Penguin Cafe Orchestra.  Ok, well that was on my iPod.   (But please listen and watch, for it is the only way you can appreciate my peculiar mindset.)

Dressed in skirt, tights and a sweater with ruffles (and I would’ve added a hat with feathers if I owned one) –  rather than “cycling clothes” –  I took Elisabetta out for a purely leisurely and fun ride through a local abandoned golf course (more about this place will come in a future post), riding on the golf cart paths.  No traffic, no people, no chasing dogs.  It was relaxing, it was fun, and it was probably a little bit silly and pointless basically riding around in a series of circles.  But I think it was what I needed.  To just let loose, to let my inner Napolean come out – to feel like a kid on a sweet bike.  Without the sweet jumps, of course.

 

no more golf carts

So … I have until April 1 to finish the last 30 days of biking (for #330daysofbiking).  Hard to believe that nearly a year has passed by, and even more baffling to realize that I may actually see it happen.  We’re heading to the mountains and going to be doing some spring skiing in March, and I was (am) afraid of not having access to a bike for several days.   But if all goes as planned, I still have enough “buffer” days to finish.  Fingers crossed.

Meanwhile, here are a few pics from the last few days of #330daysofbiking.  A little more serious, a little less my inner “Napolean”.  😉

 

a taste of springtime

in search of Holsteins

father and son ... Mason made a quick trip home last weekend; we had some beautiful riding together

they laugh and make jokes over the things I ask them to do for my camera 😉

I cannot master the panda {-P