I was on my own for my bike ride yesterday. Kevin was home, so I left him and Juli watching a movie while Nick was sleeping, and headed out. It's amazing how much easier it is to ride when I'm not pulling 100 extra pounds of children and trailer! I made my way south on 66th street. I wanted to get to the country. We live right on the edge of the city, but more and more of the countryside is being eaten up by cookie-cutter subdivisions. It's depressing. So, although it was tough biking on gravel, I kept going until all I could see ahead of me was countryside. No construction. I came to a field and stopped where a convenient rock marked the entry to a field of golden stubble (right in the centre of the screenshot above, thanks Google Maps!)
Oh, it was so nice to just sit and let my jelly-like muscles recover for the ride back! It was warm and sunny, with only a slight breeze setting the treetops swaying...I loved it. There was a fair amount of traffic on the road--mostly construction vehicles--so I felt too conspicuous to stay long.
Once I got home I told Kevin where I had gone. He asked me not to go there again, due to reports of drug deals happening in that area. That sucks.
isn't that the way? i love countryside, too, but there is a small part of me that gets the heeby-jeebies from being out there where no one would hear me scream... perhaps the drama queen in me? maybe the novelist! ha! :) i'm glad you got your bike ride all to yourself. it sounds like it was fantastic.
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