Today, for the second day in a row, I did not go for a trike ride. My last one was the 5th in 6 days, and lasted 1.5 hours. I went... just a minute, I'll check on some web map application... about 5K each way but it seemed like more. Have to get an odometer or something. It was uphill most of the way back. My left leg still leans inward; have to keep fixing it. Maybe I should get some kind of spacer but it sounds restrictive. Pace was pretty good for me and a 70 year old in pretty fit condition.
Cycle path is great. There's many many kilometers more to go.
When it warms up a bit I'll go for another ride.
Warmer today. 1 hr ride. Mini-mall, parking lot, where girls were having a charity car-wash and their boyfriends were drinking beers at an outdoor pub. At one point, a big Mack truck cab with 4 huge air horns on top pulled right up to the patio tables, and while two girls washed, the rest climbed on the hood for pictures. Truck driver blasted its horns when he left. They asked me if I wanted my trike washed, but I said no. Quick ride home to avoid thunderheads.
1.5 hrs, half a beer, a bite of chicken, and a baby tomato on the way home, at a friend's house. Not having problems with grades being too steep anymore. Working on keeping my weak leg upright. Sun was a tad hotter today without disabling me.
Monday-Friday: out three times, including today. Today, I got dressed, put on my helmet, shoes, gloves, coolers, sunglasses, went outside, locked up, got my trike down off the pile in the garage, opened and shut the garage door, got on the trike, got my cleats attached to the pedals, went to Anthony's house (about 3k), sat around in his yard, called my wife who was on the road in the car, got back on, rode home, put trike on pile, etc. the reverse of assembly. By myself. Nobody else home. John had gone off to Prom day.
Sat. Morning: June 4 - the pile in the garage:
Afternoon: about 1 hr, maybe 3-4 km.
Sun. no ride today. I am surrounded by pessimists...
Mon. Triana brought her good bike. She and Suzanne went and left her truck at Andrew Haydon Park on the Ottawa river, and drove back. Then the three of us biked there 1 way and drove the truck back. It was about 8km. A beautiful day.
Wed. Hot hot hot. Out for 1hr in 40 Celsius humidex noon sun. Glad for air at home. Watched podcast by medicine man:
Lewis Mehl Madrona
You know, some of my colleagues think this is all metaphor. And I say, "Well, that's fine, because you can get a lot of places with metaphor." I think believing it makes it more powerful, but I also know that metaphor is really powerful, too. As a word in Greek, it means basically, "a cart to carry something from one place to another." If you're ever in the Athens airport, those trolleys that you put your luggage on, they're called metaphora. That was what really struck me about that word: it's just something that we use to carry our baggage from one place to another. For people who see all of this as metaphorical, well, that's fine! It can still help them, but I think faith probably ramps it up a notch.
Fri. 10k today, about 1.5hrs
Saturday no ride, Sunday went for short cruise to friend's house
Mon. no ride, rained all day
Tues. 8k, about 1 hour with Triana, BP = 120/60, weight=180lb with shoes &AFO on.
Wed. same 8k 1hr ride, walked with poles when it cooled off this evening. canucks lost
Thurs. and Fri. 16th and 17th no cycling. Not feeling very well. Up off and on all night waking John due to Rugby concussion. Maybe Saturday will be better? Doesn't help that the dollar and RIM shares are down or that they rioted in Vancouver.
In case anybody is interested, I don't own any. Just seemed like hockey changes everything... Father's day ride was short: we went to a breakfast place.
Tues. rode with Triana 8k, Wed. with Jan, 6.3km by her odometer. Went to Beaver Pond. BarBQ at Stornoway Wed. night. No rides Mon. or Thurs. (June 23d)