Pasties and A Bike Ride
Well, kids, I did it. I went down to the pasties. It wasn't NEARLY as scary as I thought it was going to be. No, what scared me was whether or not I was going to remember all the damn dances. Let's just say I did much better towards the latter half of the show.
Anyhoo, today I decided to come out to G-view and to ride my bike from the L station in Wilmette to mom's. 6.2 miles. Just about the distance I'll need to go to work. It took me around an hour. Sweet.
It was odd riding home. I rode through both of my childhood towns. I found myself guaging the distance by kidmap method. So, when I got to Wagner road, in my head it was "OK, it's as long as it takes to ride to Michele's from here."
I found myself riding like a kid too...it's funny how your body goes right back into something.
Anyway, boring stuff to you, but quite nice and relaxing to me.
Good weekends everyone!
Anyhoo, today I decided to come out to G-view and to ride my bike from the L station in Wilmette to mom's. 6.2 miles. Just about the distance I'll need to go to work. It took me around an hour. Sweet.
It was odd riding home. I rode through both of my childhood towns. I found myself guaging the distance by kidmap method. So, when I got to Wagner road, in my head it was "OK, it's as long as it takes to ride to Michele's from here."
I found myself riding like a kid too...it's funny how your body goes right back into something.
Anyway, boring stuff to you, but quite nice and relaxing to me.
Good weekends everyone!
posted by LC Greenwood at 8:54 PM
2 Comments:
I bet you didn't fall out of a Willow tree, fall to your death (not to mention ruin your jeans) and ride your bike home drunk off you ASS. I bet you were sober this time, only 19 years later. Catholic School girls start at 12....O.....L.....P.....H.
That's actually very sweet, LC, I wouldn't for a second say boring.
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