Jeaph and I did our Berea ride on Thursday. It was a good haul and sufficiently meekened me.
Friday Bean and I made a run to town on the X to get some posterboard for her burgeoning bracelet enterprise. Along the way we came across a compelling photo op.
|Equitable cargo and passenger capacity|
We were invited to a Fourth of July shindig at the Moz’s in-laws. Lily and the Mozhican girls set up “booths” and charged friends and family money for facepainting and bracelets. I’m thinking Jeff and I should have set up a bike repair or planning consultation booth. Those kids made a fortune! All-in-all it was a fine affair with lots of food, drink, and general family fun time. The highlight of the party was Jefery’s DIY giganormous slip-n-slide.
|The "Architect of Fun" at work|
|Just add sprinklers and dish soap!|
There was epic slipping and sliding. And since Dgeff and I had slightly more mass than all the kiddos we ended up slipping right off the end of the plastic. I had a significant case of grass rash when I got home. It stung. A lot.
Saturday as I struggled to keep turning my cranks at the end of the bikecragging
ordeal adventure I saw a curious appearance
on Steamshovel Hill Road. At first I was
stoked because it looked like there was a new cyclist in town. Of all the known cyclo-enthusiasts Mark is
the only one in the area with a Surly.
But then I realized it might be retaliation for the Strava sticker I put in Gieph’s mailbox. And the fi’zi:k sticker on the sign up the road from his house. It occurred to me that maybe it was the Mozhican himself who had vandalized my main cycling access to the world. Hence the second half of the text exchange.
Friday evening some of the other Chainrings that live nearby exploded a lot of illegal fireworks. It was nice being able to watch a professional-scaled fireworks show from the comfort of our own yard. I even got some photos.Saturday the CTL and I did our
I didn’t even feel bad about eating until my gut ruptured. And since I’m down in this hospital bed recovering from my food overdose I have plenty of time to blog. Can you see how much the quality of my posts has improved?
I’m hoping to be recovered enough to get back to running this week. There are so many good running events upcoming. And I have a marrow-deep desire to win the Rugged Red. Win.