Saturday, September 14, 2013
I will preface this entry by saying that I am really not a big fan of bike riding. I have started the C25K and I do strength training 4 days a week, but I just cannot get into bike riding. My husband loves it though, so he convinced me to join him by promising we would stop at Dairy Queen for an ice cream cone.
Hmmmm . . . I am doing the math in my head. An ice cream wouldn't be so bad if I had to bike 5 miles to get it and 5 miles home. SOOO we got our 8 and 11 year old and away we went. My two youngest bike long distances with their dad all the time so I figured they would make it with no problems but, 4 miles in, my youngest throws in the towel and decided no amount of ice cream is worth the burn. To make a long story short, I opted to take her back home and we ended up stopping 10 times for water/shade breaks. It took about an hour to get home . . . and she wanted me to carry her at some points.
I think my biking career may be at an end after today's adventures . . .