Archive for January, 2010

Still Blogging

I have not given up on blogging and here is the proof:

Last week I worked as an artist in residence in a Greenville school and I spent a good part of the after school hours creating a poetry blog for the school.  It’s a lot harder, I must say, to incorporate so much information about so many people into one blog. So I haven’t been here lately at the hot pink bike route.  But I’m back, and still committed to the exercise routine and to biking (though it was kind of fun to blog about something else for a while).

More soon!

This gumdrop and toothpick creation by one of my students this week is not unlike a bike wheel! 🙂


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Did I Say That?

Riding my bike this week has been an experience altogether different from those early days of this blog.  I have to laugh when I think about the second post I made where I gave five reasons to ride, the number one reason being:

1.  It’s a Cool Way to Make Your Own Wind.

Did I really say that?  Because all I can say now is, “Brrrrrrrrrrrrr.”

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Back in the Saddle Again…

After riding on Christmas day with my daughter (one of her gifts was a hot pink mountain bike) we left town to visit family for nine days.  This was my first exended period of time away biking since I started this blog. I didn’t think it would make a huge difference to suspend my routine and since I couldn’t take the bike with me, I just didn’t worry about it.  I should have. Because nine days where exercise has stopped – but eating hasn’t – leaves you with tight pants and that feeling that can only be described as blech.

So today, on the coldest day of the season so far, I put on a ski cap, coat, and gloves and got back in the saddle.  And the saddle was pretty darn cold.  But that wasn’t the worst part of the ride.  Neither was the fact that I’m pretty sure that the first person I passed was laughing at me.  Or the fact that when I saw my friend checking her mail that she had to pick up her dog and put it in front of her face to hide her smile.  (I know I looked ridiculous!)  The worst part of the ride was the part where I was huffing and puffing.  Because I was huffing and puffing a lot more today than I did before I left town.

So it’s back in the saddle again tomorrow.  And the next day.  And so on. And so on…

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