It’s been a week since I last pedaled a bicycle. It wasn’t supposed to be that way but when you’re swimming and tubing like it’s going out of style, why ride?!
The reality is, I was tired. I needed a break and I took one. A long one.
My wife and I had fun joining a club ride last Saturday. It was a beautiful 28 mile road course with a lot of climbing. It never ceases to dumbfound me how much I love taking a bike up a hill. It makes no sense whatsoever, but it is what it is… I like to go up.
Other than that, we swam and tubed every day until we were toast. Then we napped, ate, played spades… and did it all over again after a good night’s sleep.
This is Heaven to me. We vacation with my wife’s sister, her husband and their kids. I don’t need to go on shopping sprees or flit about some far off town. In fact we didn’t eat one meal outside of the house (except sammiches on the boat every day). We had steaks and burgers. We barbecued ribs and chicken and had enough salad to make a herd of cows jealous. We drank a ludicrous amount of coffee.
And we laughed. Long and loud… hard enough that each of us had one beverage or another coming our of our nose at least once a night.
So we’ll be home shortly, well rested and saddle sores healed… and riding tomorrow morning. I miss my bike, I can’t wait.
This was exactly what I needed.
Oh, we had to turn our rented pontoon boat in by 5 pm yesterday… we pulled into the marina with one minute to spare and two minutes before the skies opened up…
We don’t mess around. We used up every last minute we could.
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