The little lady
wanted us to spend a day together riding.
That sounded so much better than the death march I’d planned to do,
especially since we were trying to go look at a new puppy later that day. She hadn’t yet been to Lake James State Park and really wanted to
go. I’d been there twice already, but
it’s fun enough (and in the hills enough) to make a day out of it. So I went again.
I’m getting used to
riding there, but watching her ride it for the first time kept it interesting
for me. Don’t get me wrong, I think it’s
fun and all that, but I get bored riding the same stuff all the time. I’ve been there enough to know what’s coming
up around every corner, up every hill, and down every descent. Little Miss Sunshine does not, but that may
have made her ride a little out of her comfort zone.
She rode fast on
the downhills. I couldn’t lose her (not
that I was trying.) I had to struggle to
get up ahead of her to take photos to prove that we were actually there.
I know a few of the
climbs were tough on her, but she rode that place like she’d been there
before.
I was proud of
her. Although I wanted to get in some
serious miles Saturday, I didn’t. I was
fine with that. Watching her have a
great time made my day even better.
Plus, you know,
mountains.
Yeah.
I gotta get out of
here. We did more stuff that day (in
addition to getting our new doggie.)
More on that tomorrow since I have a whole week to fill up with crappy
blog posts.
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