January 26, 2011

1st bike ride

Proof that I rode my bike today!

Bike ride 1

Bike ride proof

We went to the Collingwood Children's Farm, which admittedly is not too far a ride from my house, but it was my first ride in (actual length of time deleted)  and it was also the first time Jenny had ridden with Caitlin in the baby seat.

So I'm VERY familiar with my brakes, at one point I got overtaken by a jogger and, for a while there, 2 five year olds were giving me a run for my money.

And although it's lame, I'm very pleased with myself because I went over a speed bump, over a bridge, around a corner on the downhill, rang my bell, went through a muddy bit, carried the bike down stairs, carried the bike up stairs, and pedalled standing up off the seat! All without falling off or crashing into anyone else or a tree.

ps. At the Children's Farm cafe I had the pea, zucchini and haloumi fritters and they were awesome.

26/01/2011 10:38:01 PM

1 Comment

Uli

I am very impressed. When I woke up to the rain this morning I thought you all might abandon the plan, but i'm glad the biking has commenced.

I'm sure O is sorry he missed the goats though. Maybe you can get a seat for him...

Posted by: Uli | January 26, 2011 at 10:57 PM

The comments to this entry are closed.

NEXT POST
How'dya take your coffee? The guy sitting opposite from me on the tram today had a hot coffee. So hot he was doing the thing where you hold the top and bottom because the sides are burning your fingers. But then he wanted to listen to his iPod. So he carefully placed the coffee BETWEEN HIS LEGS on the seat. Because THAT'S where I'd put really hot coffee while riding public transport. The tram had stopped at the lights, so it was a race against time to get the ear-buds unrolled. He fumbled, the tram began to move and I watched with fascinated horror...
PREVIOUS POST
Pillow Travellers I've always been a bit puzzled by people who travel on airplanes with their own pillow. Full-size bed pillow, that is. I haven't formed a view on those squishy u-shaped neck pillows yet, except that they are fun to squeeze in the shop. I mean, I get the idea about not being at the mercy of a strange pillow at your point of destination. No one can sleep well on the possible lumpy, foreign pillow that will greet you at the other end. And if you have one of those souped-up pillows - latex, memory foam, 100% virgin goose down,...

freya

If the writing fairy comes to visit, I ain't letting her go!

The TypePad Team

Search

My Other Accounts

Recent Comments