So, right after we got married, Matt thought it would be fun for us to pursue mountain biking together. He already had a bike, but I hadn't had one since...3rd Grade?
I ended up with a really nice Specialized - it's blue. That's all I can tell you about it.
Having been out of the biking arena since the early 80's, my skills, which were back then weak and painfully clumsy at best, had deteriorated some more, and my understanding of biking technology, which ended with coaster breaks, was way behind the times.
Anyway, since we bought it my bike has mostly sat dormant in the basement - and riding a bike, well, it's not just like riding a bicycle - you do tend to forget how. But a few weeks ago, I took
"Old Blue" into the shop for a tuneup, and today, Matt and I hit the road.
Well, it wasn't a total disaster, but I was terrified on the hills, and found that using my feet to stop the bike was ineffective. Hand brakes. Hmm...I guess I could give those a shot.
I started to get the hang of it about 10 minutes into the ride, which is about the time my stamina gave out - I am woefully out of shape. The fact that we started the ride at high noon didn't help matters. Plus, my hair+helmet= Cranial Easy Bake Oven.
But nobody got hurt, I'm no worse for the wear, and I know it's doing me some good. I just need to get back on the bike and keep pedalling.
And yes, after the initial terror wore off, it was kind of...dare I say, fun?
In other news, my first batch of jelly didn't set. I'm thinking of labeling it as a glaze or marinade and gifting it to the unsuspecting at Christmas. It only yielded 8 jars. The bad news is, I have to wait a week for more peppers to ripen/grow til I can try again. Oh well.
We've been trying to get to Noshville for over a week and today, we finally made it there and they were CLOSED. I know not why, as we were driving past the entrance when I saw the sign.
I need soup. Matzo Ball soup. I think it's the salt.
Only Dad's or Noshville's will do. Dad's being the top preference.
Speaking of food, Matt's doing yard work, I just FINALLY (3 hours later) caught up on some work I brought home. I need to scare up some dinner for my hard working yard working man!
I ended up with a really nice Specialized - it's blue. That's all I can tell you about it.
Having been out of the biking arena since the early 80's, my skills, which were back then weak and painfully clumsy at best, had deteriorated some more, and my understanding of biking technology, which ended with coaster breaks, was way behind the times.
Anyway, since we bought it my bike has mostly sat dormant in the basement - and riding a bike, well, it's not just like riding a bicycle - you do tend to forget how. But a few weeks ago, I took
"Old Blue" into the shop for a tuneup, and today, Matt and I hit the road.
Well, it wasn't a total disaster, but I was terrified on the hills, and found that using my feet to stop the bike was ineffective. Hand brakes. Hmm...I guess I could give those a shot.
I started to get the hang of it about 10 minutes into the ride, which is about the time my stamina gave out - I am woefully out of shape. The fact that we started the ride at high noon didn't help matters. Plus, my hair+helmet= Cranial Easy Bake Oven.
But nobody got hurt, I'm no worse for the wear, and I know it's doing me some good. I just need to get back on the bike and keep pedalling.
And yes, after the initial terror wore off, it was kind of...dare I say, fun?
In other news, my first batch of jelly didn't set. I'm thinking of labeling it as a glaze or marinade and gifting it to the unsuspecting at Christmas. It only yielded 8 jars. The bad news is, I have to wait a week for more peppers to ripen/grow til I can try again. Oh well.
We've been trying to get to Noshville for over a week and today, we finally made it there and they were CLOSED. I know not why, as we were driving past the entrance when I saw the sign.
I need soup. Matzo Ball soup. I think it's the salt.
Only Dad's or Noshville's will do. Dad's being the top preference.
Speaking of food, Matt's doing yard work, I just FINALLY (3 hours later) caught up on some work I brought home. I need to scare up some dinner for my hard working yard working man!
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