Trekking

Today marks the first day of NaBloPoMo.  Can I blog every day for the month of November?  I guess that remains to be seen.  Surely, I have enough to say to come up with a post each day.  I mean, I am awfully chatty (so my friends say).

Let the blogging fun begin!

Today, Monkito and I got up early (well, it wasn’t really early… but the time change so kindly provided us that extra hour.  So we got to feel superior about getting up at 8:00 without any effort!) to go biking.  The last time Monkito and I went on a planned bike excursion, things didn’t go well… She may have thrown a bike tool on the trail, and I may have taken a tumble off of my bike.  Maybe.  Anyway, I was optimistic about today’s jaunt.  Until I walked outside.  It was easily 85 degrees in the sun, and it wasn’t even 9 a.m.  Oh, and clouds were rolling in.  I could actually see them moving closer.  WTF, Florida?

We decided to regroup at breakfast (we had to regroup before ever going anywhere!).  Blueberry pancakes always make me more level-headed.  As it continued to grow darker outside while we sipped our coffee, we decided to hit the short trail close to our house.  We had originally planned a much longer ride, but since it was 85 degrees before breakfast, a shorter ride seemed less likely to engender a meltdown.

By the time we got to the trail, it was 15 degrees cooler with a pleasant breeze.  Again, I say, “WTF, Florida?”

The trail we chose comes complete with dips and turns, some shaded woodsy areas, and lots of people watching.  We got to ride side-by-side and chat for most of the way (which is one of the joys of a trail).  A few road bike cats seemed to forget that they were riding on a trail, which is usually not conducive to traveling at 20 mph.  And one guy fussed at us for stopping on the trail (apparently someone had nominated him Mayor of Trailsville).  But, otherwise, there were the usual parents with strollers, the stray rollerblader, and tiny kids on bikes that may or may not travel in a straight line.  Oh, and the woman that was walking her Yorkie while wearing a bike helmet.  The lady had the helmet, not the Yorkie.

After the trail, we rode our bikes to Tijuana Flats for tacos and skipped over to Publix for lunch stuff for the work week.  All in all, awesome.  No bike tools were thrown and no knees were skinned in the making of this blog post  A lovely day, indeed!

Happy Sunday!

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