The Morning After

Today is Day 01 of Bike to Work Week… and uh, I drove.

But here is what’s up… I went for a CRAZY bike ride yesterday.  And I woke up today at 11AM.  I haven’t slept in till 11AM since… 2007? Maybe when I was sick a couple months ago I slept that much.

Its been Daddy (and Nana) Daycare for the better part of a week while Coral is off enjoying rock and roll and freedom in South-Central Washington State.  Nana brought Mads home yesterday morning and I asked her what she wanted to do.  It being sunny, BEACH PICNIC she screamed.

And yesterday was such a glorious day in Victoria, I thought, we better bike there.  I texted Dave Sawchuk to join us, hitched the trailer, filled my cooler full of beer and off we peddled.

Downtown was a bit of a gonger for the Bike Festival.  Funny, the bike festival put a crimp into my bike riding?  Weird.

I have never rode my bike along Douglas out to Dallas Road before and then along the ocean.  Silly.  What a most excellent route.  So many bikes (and motorcycles) out now that the weather has finally turned.

I met Dave at the beach and Madelyn transformed into beach baby and made for the splashes. Gonzales Beach was ripping with families, skim boarders, sun bathers.  Great afternoon.  Then back on the bike and across Oak Bay along Foul Bay Road to my brother’s place.  Auntie Caitlin and Uncle “JJ” made burgers.  Then the LONG uphill up Oak Bay Avenue… down Pandora and back along the Gorge waterway home.

Wow, that second leg KILLED me.  Madelyn slept the whole time.  Lucky girl.

We both got home after all the sun and peddling and crashed.

Today I woke up late and sore and thought, yeesh, no bike ride to work.  Sorry Bike to Work week, maybe tomorrow?

Go with yourself.