Showing posts with label Dad. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dad. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

Riding Bikes

About 24 miles on the bike today has me realizing that I've been a terrible environmentalist lately and even worse, a non-cyclist. I love my new vehicle. I bought a jeep this summer. I've wanted one since I was probably 6 or 7, when I first saw Terminator. Sarah Conner at the end, in the jeep, having her picture taken ingrained in me that image of a vehicle with no top and no doors and rugged - something you could take anywhere. M.A.S.H. was the next major influence in my love of jeeps. I used to watch it when I was aloud to stay up late. Sometimes in the summer, I had to go to bed at 10 o'clock. I knew it was bedtime when the first lines of the M.A.S.H. theme song came on. I would lie in bed and listen to the dialog, understanding nothing, and wishing that I was sitting next to my dad watching one of his favorite shows. That being said, it's a sorry excuse for spending hundreds of dollars on gas, spewing greenhouse gasses and tearing up any "unimproved" road within sight. Not to mention the mud puddles. . . It feels great to ride. It will not feel quite as great tomorrow when the lactic acid re-introduces itself, but then, that's what recovery rides are all about.
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go ride your bike! it's only cold for the first mile.