There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:
A time to bike and a time to not bike.
For example, this last week I rode my bike every day except Monday. On Sunday I rode 22 miles with my dad in the hills above my house. On Tuesday I took my mountain bike to the bike track with a couple of friends, and after getting drenched by a thunderstorm, we ended up doing about 10 miles of storm chasing. On Wednesday I did a shorter 14 miles as a nice study break. On Thursday we rode 29 miles up 5 mile hill and Scenic Loop road, where Rod and Curtis tried to kill me. (They think I'm never working hard because they can't hear me breathing, when in reality I'm near death trying to keep up with them.) Then on Friday, Tommy Poole and I decided to ride our bikes to the SM retreat. It's about 43.5 miles to get there, and then I decided to ride a few more up towards Bluewood to make it just over 50 miles that day. And yesterday, Sabbath, we rode those 43.5 miles back.
That's about 169 miles, and 11 hours and 27 minutes of riding. And quite frankly, I'd like to do just about anything but sit on a bike seat right now. What a good week!
Unrelated to this week, this is a stencil I made one time and then I later spray painted with it.
i've seen what you spray painted with that stencil... i've held it in my hand.
ReplyDeleteyou're a beast jenny sloop (in a really feminine way).
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