If you have been reading this here blog for awhile (read: six-ish months) then you know that it's a special day when I agree to go bike riding with Rick.
In fact, the last time that I agreed to such a crazy thing was September 20, 2015 so that shows you
how often he asks how often I say NO.
This past weekend while Wi was visiting I knew I was going to have to agree to a special bike riding day. I just knew it! <---this is the part of the blog where you're convinced that I am a psychic. You see, Wi is the female version of my husband. When I want to stay inside and watch Netflix, they want to go outside and watch...nature. When I want to drive to the restaurant that is four miles away, they want to walk to the restaurant that is four miles away. When I want to do anything but put my crotch on a bike seat, they don't want to do anything other than put their crotches on bike seats. See? Same person. Minus the whole one is a man and one is a woman and one is married to me and one is not thing.
Sidebar: where the h-e- double l are the memory foam bike seat pads and why doesn't the city of Houston's bike rentals have them?
Sidebar sidebar: But really, how do men ride bikes comfortably and/or procreate after riding bikes?
Sidebar sidebar sidebar: Why do people enjoy taking spin classes? And how do they sit down after said spin classes?
^^^answer any or all of these questions in the comments and get 10 gold stars...in my mind.
Holy Wind In My Face Batman. Did you know that bike riding is a lot more enjoyable when you aren't riding through the hell fires of a Texas summer? WHO KNEW?! Apparently I didn't realize that riding in a breezy 78 degrees would be so much better than riding in the humid 110 degrees of May-October.
This bike ride was....dare I say, fun?! I do dare. It was fun! And breezy. (and beautiful...insert Cover Girl jingle here). I remember riding this same route this past July and stopping at a Whole Foods to get a vat/jug/tub of water. It was the third stop we had made since leaving our apartment and I wasn't sure I could make it anymore. I mean, do you realize how tiring it is to complain non-stop for four miles in the 100+ temperatures? It's exhausting, but someone had to do it so I stepped up to the plate.
This time when we got to the Whole Foods (after what felt like riding for only ten minutes) I realized how truly pathetic my last attempt at bike riding was. And then it hit me...
dun dun dun
...this bike ride wasn't better because of the weather.
This bike ride was better because Wi was riding with us!
Do you have those friends with whom you laugh so hard all the time that you kind of, sort of feel like you might be working out your abs a little bit? Yeah, triple that feeling and that's what being around Wi feels like. Cheapest and most fun ab workout ever. Maybe I should start doing YouTube tutorials of these laughing workouts...?
Anyways, I hope you've taken away two things from this here blog post:
1- Don't ride bikes in Texas unless it is the month of March.
2- Don't ride bikes ever unless my friend Wi is there.
2.5- Don't ride bikes unless my/your husband is there to play photographer.
May all your future bike rides be in the cool weather month of March only! Wink.