It's been a while since I've been on my bike. Being sick, getting over being sick, poor weather, etc. I've avoided it because I didn't want to get sick again.
This week I started to bike again. It's also has been abnormally warm, so that helped. And I really enjoy biking by myself. It's super fast, no one talking all the time, don't have to be super-paranoid about every car or pedestrian doing something that would bring me to certain death, etc.
But I miss biking with my little guy sometimes. So much. It just bums me out to think about what I am missing. It's like if you eat hamburgers all the time and you really enjoy them. But then you try prime rib roast or something likewise fancy, no matter how much you enjoyed burgers before it's a bit hard to go back to them.
Yesterday got up to 19C (feels like 23), so on the bike home no mitts or neck warmer for Isaac. And no cold wind either. He was going "weee!!" and ring ring ringing the bell as we biked down Laurier. He made many people smile, and at least a dozen people laugh. Happy children have that effect on people. We pointed about ducks, dogs, etc. that we saw. He pointed out bridges. Like, all of them. We talked the whole way home.
I missed that today. My ride today was too fast. No one was talking the whole time. And I had no one to keep me safe from every car or pedestrian doing something that would bring me to certain death.
These things seem to be inconveniences at first - loading a wiggly person on my bike, dealing with the extra weight, etc, soon become the best part of my day. How often can you have your arms around your child while you talk about all the things you see and experience for 20-30 minutes twice a day?
I'd like to take a selfie with him on the bike but 1) it doesn't feel safe 2) I've got a new fancy phone that I'd sad and much poorer if it got damaged. Just know that we're awesome on the bike.
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