At 3:30 pm on Thursday, I got into my van and drove to a meeting I had scheduled.
What is so important about this? It began my 42 and a half hours sans kids.
The options of what I could do were bouncing around in my head. Rick had appointments till late so the first part of my time was all me...alone! I headed straight for the salon for a pedicure. It was so nice. I took a picture, but my toes are ugly and I didn't want to submit you to that kind of horror.
Then, after that...I went grocery shopping. Yes, you read correctly...grocery shopping. You never appreciate the time in the store that you have. Mindless work of grabbing things off the shelf, checking coupons, thinking about an item before you place it in your cart. Actually looking at prices and deciding on the best buy. When you have to grocery shop with kids in tow, it is never peaceful, you never look at prices, it is actually a race to the end. That is why I wear my jogging pants and running shoes when I go. So I can get in, grab what I need and get the hell out before melt down.
My shopping trip lasted an hour and a half. Sheer peace.
Once all the groceries were put away (which amazingly took no time at all with no kids around) I sprawled out on the couch and watched the tube.
The next morning brought on another bout of options. A whole day for Rick and I to do whatever we wanted. We usually just get a night, most of the time it isn't even 12 hours. What to do!
Go for a bike ride.
The wind seemed a bit intimidating for me. But I was going to ride with my husband, wind or no wind. It also appeared that it might rain. No biggie, it isn't a bad thing to get caught in the rain when you are with your loved one.
I am waiting on Rick of course. He is late for everything. Not that we had a scheduled departure, but for once, I was ready before he was.
Beautiful country roads, but man were they hacked up. I had to keep my eye on the road in front of me closely or else I was going to hit a hole and go flying.
See that red truck in the distance? trust me, it is there. Roads were clearly empty and he gave us a foot of room when he passed us. Let me tell you, from a biker to you driving your car. I am allowed on the roads just as much as you are. And actually, I have to follow the same rules, which means I can't ride on the sidewalk (if there is one) and if I am drunk on a bike, I can get a DUI also. So be considerate, if you can't pass me, treat me like a slow moving vehicle. Don't pass until there are no cars and you can get completely in the other lane. Bikers don't like getting swiped and please don't honk either. Ok I am off my soap box.
This house was absolutely stunning. I should have stopped at the driveway to take more pictures. The other building on the property looked like a guest house (which you can't see in this picture) there was a beautiful Barn, everything was crisp and clean white. I wanted to get off my bike, go knock on their door and ask them if they would sell me their house.
and this is what it overlooked. I could wake up to this every morning.
Rick checking my computer. We were screaming down a hill and it kept jumping from 9.1mph to 24mph. I know for sure we were not going 9.1mph. He said my battery was dead because every time I took a picture the screen dimmed. What my phone camera had to do with my bike computer I have no idea, but hey, he is the bike expert. By the way, our max speed was 34 mph. Scared the shit out of me, but it was fun. The wind was coming at us strong from the side, pushing the wheels and making the bike lean. That ment if you lost control, you were going down, getting dragged along the pavement and end up with a massive amount of road rash.
This is an example of the holes on the road. They were everywhere. I told him we should have taken our mountain bikes out! (This really is just a picture of the side of the road, I didn't get a picture of the holes.)
my husband...
telling me to stop taking pictures and get going.
Yes, this is a road we rode on. I think he is a bit crazy, but it actually was a nice road to be on. No cars, no houses, just nothingness. Peace.
But it still made me nervous to ride on.
I decided to explore the countryside, take a little walk. Not really, but you don't need to know what I was really doing.
"See, that wasn't so bad now was it?" See the disapproving look on his face? I guess I might have complained about the gravel road the whole time we were on it, just a little bit.
FREEDOM!!! paved road again. Ahhh, nice and smooth.
We rode for about 2 hours and even though it was more of a stroll (for rick), it was so great to get out and ride with my husband. I miss riding with him.
Then we napped, went out to dinner, napped again and then watched a movie. Another thing you take for granted. I forgot how nice it was to take a nap whenever you wanted to. You can't nap with kids around unless you want your house burned down.
How did my 42 and a half hours end? I will show you...
What is so important about this? It began my 42 and a half hours sans kids.
The options of what I could do were bouncing around in my head. Rick had appointments till late so the first part of my time was all me...alone! I headed straight for the salon for a pedicure. It was so nice. I took a picture, but my toes are ugly and I didn't want to submit you to that kind of horror.
Then, after that...I went grocery shopping. Yes, you read correctly...grocery shopping. You never appreciate the time in the store that you have. Mindless work of grabbing things off the shelf, checking coupons, thinking about an item before you place it in your cart. Actually looking at prices and deciding on the best buy. When you have to grocery shop with kids in tow, it is never peaceful, you never look at prices, it is actually a race to the end. That is why I wear my jogging pants and running shoes when I go. So I can get in, grab what I need and get the hell out before melt down.
My shopping trip lasted an hour and a half. Sheer peace.
Once all the groceries were put away (which amazingly took no time at all with no kids around) I sprawled out on the couch and watched the tube.
The next morning brought on another bout of options. A whole day for Rick and I to do whatever we wanted. We usually just get a night, most of the time it isn't even 12 hours. What to do!
Go for a bike ride.
The wind seemed a bit intimidating for me. But I was going to ride with my husband, wind or no wind. It also appeared that it might rain. No biggie, it isn't a bad thing to get caught in the rain when you are with your loved one.
I am waiting on Rick of course. He is late for everything. Not that we had a scheduled departure, but for once, I was ready before he was.
Beautiful country roads, but man were they hacked up. I had to keep my eye on the road in front of me closely or else I was going to hit a hole and go flying.
See that red truck in the distance? trust me, it is there. Roads were clearly empty and he gave us a foot of room when he passed us. Let me tell you, from a biker to you driving your car. I am allowed on the roads just as much as you are. And actually, I have to follow the same rules, which means I can't ride on the sidewalk (if there is one) and if I am drunk on a bike, I can get a DUI also. So be considerate, if you can't pass me, treat me like a slow moving vehicle. Don't pass until there are no cars and you can get completely in the other lane. Bikers don't like getting swiped and please don't honk either. Ok I am off my soap box.
This house was absolutely stunning. I should have stopped at the driveway to take more pictures. The other building on the property looked like a guest house (which you can't see in this picture) there was a beautiful Barn, everything was crisp and clean white. I wanted to get off my bike, go knock on their door and ask them if they would sell me their house.
and this is what it overlooked. I could wake up to this every morning.
Rick checking my computer. We were screaming down a hill and it kept jumping from 9.1mph to 24mph. I know for sure we were not going 9.1mph. He said my battery was dead because every time I took a picture the screen dimmed. What my phone camera had to do with my bike computer I have no idea, but hey, he is the bike expert. By the way, our max speed was 34 mph. Scared the shit out of me, but it was fun. The wind was coming at us strong from the side, pushing the wheels and making the bike lean. That ment if you lost control, you were going down, getting dragged along the pavement and end up with a massive amount of road rash.
This is an example of the holes on the road. They were everywhere. I told him we should have taken our mountain bikes out! (This really is just a picture of the side of the road, I didn't get a picture of the holes.)
my husband...
telling me to stop taking pictures and get going.
Yes, this is a road we rode on. I think he is a bit crazy, but it actually was a nice road to be on. No cars, no houses, just nothingness. Peace.
But it still made me nervous to ride on.
I decided to explore the countryside, take a little walk. Not really, but you don't need to know what I was really doing.
"See, that wasn't so bad now was it?" See the disapproving look on his face? I guess I might have complained about the gravel road the whole time we were on it, just a little bit.
FREEDOM!!! paved road again. Ahhh, nice and smooth.
We rode for about 2 hours and even though it was more of a stroll (for rick), it was so great to get out and ride with my husband. I miss riding with him.
Then we napped, went out to dinner, napped again and then watched a movie. Another thing you take for granted. I forgot how nice it was to take a nap whenever you wanted to. You can't nap with kids around unless you want your house burned down.
How did my 42 and a half hours end? I will show you...
"You can't nap with kids around unless you want your house burned down."
ReplyDeleteFunny.
And regarding your comment about getting buzzed by cars: Easy to tell which drivers are cyclists, isn't it? Guess that means we need EVERYone out there on bicycles! ...I think...