Workout: 2 miles/15:58
I generally don't spend a lot of quality time with my dad. Not because I don't have a good relationship with him, but because that just isn't something we do. However, about once a summer my dad and I jump on our bikes, head out into the country, and ride for about 15 miles. Just me and him; our quality time :) Even in his old age (he just turned 60) he can stay up with me. We go at a decent pace and usually have to tackle quite a few hills. This past bike route was extremely hilly, and when we got home he laid down in the middle of the living room floor for about 10 minutes. Oops, sorry dad! Our quality time wasn't suppose to lead to near death :)
A few days later my little sister and I tackled the same course.
Sorry for the blurry picture, but this is in motion. We started out in Lodge Park going through trails. I advise helmets when biking back here...eek!
Awww! A good old fashion midwestern sunset :)
Another midwestern beauty. A country road lined with corn!! Oh, and that's my good ole lil' sis!
Okay, so you can't see me because it was really dark. We were going fast; REALLY fast. My sister asked me how I was in such good biking shape. But the truth is fear was making me peddle hard!! I was totally freaked out. It was dark, the country, corn, and my imagination got the best of me. You know, some crazy teenagers joyriding and hitting us, and then throwing our bodies in a ditch. Yeah, I'm crazy like that. Then we had to ride over Cry Baby Bridge, and I swear I could hear a baby moaning for help. I SWEAR!! Well, maybe it was the hum of a motorcycle off in the distance...maybe! Anyway, next summer I will stick to riding this course with my dad in the pleasantness of the morning sunshine :)
I generally don't spend a lot of quality time with my dad. Not because I don't have a good relationship with him, but because that just isn't something we do. However, about once a summer my dad and I jump on our bikes, head out into the country, and ride for about 15 miles. Just me and him; our quality time :) Even in his old age (he just turned 60) he can stay up with me. We go at a decent pace and usually have to tackle quite a few hills. This past bike route was extremely hilly, and when we got home he laid down in the middle of the living room floor for about 10 minutes. Oops, sorry dad! Our quality time wasn't suppose to lead to near death :)
A few days later my little sister and I tackled the same course.
Sorry for the blurry picture, but this is in motion. We started out in Lodge Park going through trails. I advise helmets when biking back here...eek!
Awww! A good old fashion midwestern sunset :)
Another midwestern beauty. A country road lined with corn!! Oh, and that's my good ole lil' sis!
Okay, so you can't see me because it was really dark. We were going fast; REALLY fast. My sister asked me how I was in such good biking shape. But the truth is fear was making me peddle hard!! I was totally freaked out. It was dark, the country, corn, and my imagination got the best of me. You know, some crazy teenagers joyriding and hitting us, and then throwing our bodies in a ditch. Yeah, I'm crazy like that. Then we had to ride over Cry Baby Bridge, and I swear I could hear a baby moaning for help. I SWEAR!! Well, maybe it was the hum of a motorcycle off in the distance...maybe! Anyway, next summer I will stick to riding this course with my dad in the pleasantness of the morning sunshine :)
When you said "Another midwestern beauty" in the third picture, I thought you were talking about me. nope, you were talking about the corn.
ReplyDeletebeautiful route! I sometimes wish I was a biker -- and I also wish I could do physical stuff like this with one of my parents. My parents are strictly gym rats -- my dad walks or rides to bike equipment. My mom teaches classes. not quite the same experience!
ReplyDeleteI love that I know what Crybaby Bridge is! I swear I hear it every time too:) Miss you:)
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