Thursday, September 1, 2016

Important Public Service Announcement

Guys. Important information regarding your personal safety: If you see these bicycles wobbling along a state park with Terese and me on the seats -- run for your lives.

So a few weeks ago, I developed a hankering for the feeling I used to get while gliding along effortlessly on my bike just like back when I was, oh......18 or so. So I asked John to pump up the tires of my bike so that I could re-live my youth. And then suggested that we take a couple of our bicycles along with us out to the coast in a few weeks. I imagined myself pedaling along, hair flying in the wind, gracefully maneuvering hills and corners with the ocean waves and seagulls adding to the picturesque scene.


Mine is the purple one. Terese will be riding the red one. 


John put on a cool bell on each of the bikes. Nifty. 


How hard could it be? I figured. And of course, as y'all know, after I got my big ol' fanny up on the bike seat and pedaled down the street I realized that it could be very, very hard. Good grief! Why do people always say that when you never forget something, they always say, "It's like riding a bike. You never forget!"

And to that I say, pshaw.

You can indeed forget. Which is what I thought as I lay sprawled out on the pavement. Lucky for me, my injuries didn't include broken bones or massive blood loss. I just got myself a whopper bruise on my leg.


John says that the only thing to do is to get right back on that thing and ride, ride, ride. I'll have to think about that. But on the off chance that I take his advice while we're out on the coast and you experience a Julia and Terese sighting? Stay indoors. Seriously.

5 comments:

Kathleen Schultz said...

Jul it looks the bruise I got when I fell of my bike a few weeks ago. I had to get back on and finish the ride but have not been back on since. Weeks later my leg is still colorful. I feel for you. 🚵🚴

Anonymous said...

Looks like it is time for a three-wheeler. Forget pride and once again safely enjoy riding down the road with the wind in your hair.

stephanie said...

Good job and how fun. I do have a burning question: I had to give up bicycling years ago because the air blowing on and around my Sjogrened dry eyes was unbearable. How do you work it so your eyes aren't dried to raisins?

Julia Oleinik said...

Hi Stephanie--Girl. i have not plunked this old body on my bike and kept it rolling long enough to tell, haha. I will keep you posted.

Amy Junod said...

Oh no! That looks like it hurts! We have the same bike. We used to peddle as a family but like you, I haven't sat in that seat for a lonnnnnng time.
David is one of those nuts that likes to ride for miles. Like 80 miles, in 100 degree weather. He's been wanting me to ride bikes with him around a bike lake here in Dallas. He really doesn't get it when I say that I fear that I wouldn't be able to make it around the whole lake. And I long for it like you. I get envious whenever I see people riding a bike with a basket on the front, like she's been running errands. Sigh. To have that well a body to do that.

Rah Rah for you for getting out there and giving it a go! Hope the leg heals fast.

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