Sunday, May 13, 2012
Adventures in biking...and such
I do love me some adventures. Not necessarily the crazy, wild, hard-core sort (though I like some of those too, at least i did in the past) but more the real raw, pee your pants laughing kind of quirky stuff that follows me where I go. Well it used to follow me quite often, though I must say my adventures have turned a bit more mundane as of late. This weekend's adventure included things like running a mother's day 5 k and crossing the finish with Wills hand in mine as I smiled for the camera, after which Chad whispered "did you pee your pants!?" followed by me "well just a little when I was pushing it at the end there"...followed by him noting "well it doesn't look like just a little!!" Followed by me looking down!! and then wrapping myself in the Ergo baby carrier. dang gray running pants...don't hide a thing!)
a bad ass a hard-core rider I could hang. Then I told him about all of that sand we had to ride through (it was Canyonlands after all). I told him how I wanted to whine. (and I did a little to Chad who always sees my worst side- sorry honey). And then I told him how sore my butt was...and then I told him how I biked up "hogback" mountain, (at day 2) and walked part of it and it felt really hard! Then I sped up the story and said in the end I almost kept up (with the pros...when they were tuckered out and not trying so hard) and how it felt good. Then I told him about the Engine that Could. Then Will pushed it, rode up the hill, stopped whining for a few minutes....and then he got in the Chariot and rode with Ruby. Finally, about an hour into the ride (with only 1 diaper and 2 packages of baby food snacks and no water b/c I had cross-threaded the water bottle and it leaked all over the Chariot floor) we realized it was almost 5 pm. I spotted some single track. It was in the trees and near a creek. Although it was flat, there were some rolling hills and some rocks. I rode for a few minutes and smiled...then asked Will if he wanted to hope on. It was mother's day and we both rode on some single track together for about 126feet before Will spotted some rocks and a down hill and melted down, and (in a distance on the path) Ruby spotted rocks on the ground and wanted out so she melted down. We tried to load up the kids and head back home...but we (and the biker that passed us while cringing from our noise) could all see it wasn't going to work.
So I sat on the trail and fed Ruby as Will ate the pouches of baby food and tried to suck drops of water out of the drained water bottle. Chad left me with the bike trailer, 2kids, and Will's 2wheeler and he biked like the wind to go home get the car and come get us.
We hung out on the trail, and Ruby ate rocks and crawled on my bike. I looked in the distance and saw some fun rolling single track and Will rode up and down a gravel path feeling proud of himself.