Actually, it is riding a bike. Last night, after an incredibly full, wonderful, and exhausting weekend, I determined that the cool September evening would be perfect for a walk. However, my roomies proposed a bike ride instead. So, for the first time in over a year, probably close to two, I climbed aboard a bicycle and took off down the street. With the breeze in my face and the asphalt beneath my wheels, I rode down to the transit center and back with two of my roomies. I'm beginning to remember how much I enjoy biking. I love how when I suddenly return to an old love, visions of going extreme fill my head, like forgetting about Old Blue each morning and riding a bike to the bus stop instead, visions of saving gas money for visiting family, of pulling a helmet over my hair and having an excuse for it looking... um... ridiculous on a regular basis. The problems with such visions and ideas is I don't necessarily follow through with them. I would need a bike. rain gear for this season. a light. a helmet. a bike lock. ... but it would be excellent exercise.
This weekend, my sister and I ran our 10k race down at Green Lake. My time was about what I expected it... slow. :) It was better than I would have run on my own, of that I am certain. The run was a blast with a few hiccups and my older brother surprised us by showing up to cheer us on with his lovely wife. Of course, my brother-in-law was present :) He gave us a ride down to Green Lake early in the morning and did such wonderful things as carried our water bottles and took us to the fair afterwards. What a full day!
Gotta go start work.... maybe :)
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