This weekend was a full on blast. I love-love-love the week after a marathon because I'm basically a sloth with a penchant for a nice glass of wine, perhaps a beer or two, and the most delicious foods I can get my hands on. Now don't get me wrong, I got in my recovery runs, which included a six mile jaunt on Saturday, but I also got in some recovery food and beverage(s).
My weekend also included seeing a movie (Underworld. Entertaining but nothing to write home about) and a long over due bike ride with Dolly. Since I stayed out way past my bed time on Saturday night I wound up taking Dolly out for a ride solo later than I had planned. And because most of my riding buddies had already started or wanted to ride a lot farther I got alone time with Dolly to get reacquainted. The good news is that I had no issues with clipping in or out and we racked up 21 miles fairly easily, aside from that slight beer headache. Heh. It's funny because 21 miles used to seem like a big deal to me and now I tackle it with a hangover. Don't judge me, I was still in recovery week. Ha!
The only thing that did happen during this ride was that a couple decided to bring out their very small son to this multi-use trail to ride his bike with training wheels. I totally get that it's a multi-use trail and everyone should be able to enjoy it. However, the parents were riding in front of this little guy and he was swerving like Demi Moore on a whippet.
As I approached I said "on your left," no less than four times. He, being about 6 or so, had no clue and didn't seem to hear me. I was almost at a complete stop before his mom got him to move over. Needless to say I was ticked because that could have been very bad. I'm not comfortable enough with my handling to just zip around him. Had he made one swerve in front of me we both could have been hurt.
I told his dad as I passed that they should put the little dude in between them and he basically rolled his eyes and said, "Yeah, yeah. Keep riding." Of course I then told him, "Well good luck then and don't be alarmed when your kid gets run over."
Normally I wouldn't have said anything but since I've seen an accident out at this trail before I felt that I should at least warn them. I am going to assume that the later I ride out there the more of this I'll see because most of the "serious" riders start earlier. Since I now have to switch into tri-training mode I'll be sure to keep those beer headache rides to a minimum.
I did watch the first half of the Superbowl yesterday but mainly just for commercials and the half time show. My two cents: the Egyptian opener was a snooze but the Like a Prayer ending made up for it. I'd love to be as fit as Madonna at 53!
One last thing, my girl Strawberry E has started a blog and her first post is her recap from the Miami Marathon. Swing by her blog and say hello!
Happy Monday!
My weekend also included seeing a movie (Underworld. Entertaining but nothing to write home about) and a long over due bike ride with Dolly. Since I stayed out way past my bed time on Saturday night I wound up taking Dolly out for a ride solo later than I had planned. And because most of my riding buddies had already started or wanted to ride a lot farther I got alone time with Dolly to get reacquainted. The good news is that I had no issues with clipping in or out and we racked up 21 miles fairly easily, aside from that slight beer headache. Heh. It's funny because 21 miles used to seem like a big deal to me and now I tackle it with a hangover. Don't judge me, I was still in recovery week. Ha!
The only thing that did happen during this ride was that a couple decided to bring out their very small son to this multi-use trail to ride his bike with training wheels. I totally get that it's a multi-use trail and everyone should be able to enjoy it. However, the parents were riding in front of this little guy and he was swerving like Demi Moore on a whippet.
As I approached I said "on your left," no less than four times. He, being about 6 or so, had no clue and didn't seem to hear me. I was almost at a complete stop before his mom got him to move over. Needless to say I was ticked because that could have been very bad. I'm not comfortable enough with my handling to just zip around him. Had he made one swerve in front of me we both could have been hurt.
I told his dad as I passed that they should put the little dude in between them and he basically rolled his eyes and said, "Yeah, yeah. Keep riding." Of course I then told him, "Well good luck then and don't be alarmed when your kid gets run over."
Normally I wouldn't have said anything but since I've seen an accident out at this trail before I felt that I should at least warn them. I am going to assume that the later I ride out there the more of this I'll see because most of the "serious" riders start earlier. Since I now have to switch into tri-training mode I'll be sure to keep those beer headache rides to a minimum.
I did watch the first half of the Superbowl yesterday but mainly just for commercials and the half time show. My two cents: the Egyptian opener was a snooze but the Like a Prayer ending made up for it. I'd love to be as fit as Madonna at 53!
One last thing, my girl Strawberry E has started a blog and her first post is her recap from the Miami Marathon. Swing by her blog and say hello!
Happy Monday!
15 comments:
UGH.. how did his parents NOT hear you???? Yes, that could have been quite a disaster! I love the week after a race too. Permission to just be a big fat sloth :)
I'm always a bit bemused by parents who head on off leaving kids to cycle behind them!!! You did right though :-)
I like your helpful comments to the parents, lol. Don't they know their little one will get run over by speedsters out there?? Crazy people.
ahh, rage on the bike trail at morons, I recognize it so well. hooray for cycling!
I'm glad that you and Dolly are abck on good terms
Damn, taking shots at Demi and little kids! It was probably a break-away and the little dude couldn't keep up...............
Whatever. Obvi these parents are the standard of the times today - their kid is God's gift! He can roam the trail if he wants. It is your job to steer clear / come to a complete stop and poke along behind his slow retarded ass.
Can you tell this irked me? Haha.
#worldpeace. Did you know that the halftime show ended the war in Afghanistan? Jokes aside, I did love it. I was getting mad that "kids today" will think Madonna copied Lady Gaga and not visa versa...
Ugh. Hate hearing stuff like this because it IS possible to take your kiddo out on the trails but still be responsible and respectful to others.
Just crap parents don't pay closer attention...but glad to hear you took a much deserved 'break' and relaxed! Great job!
Nothing cures a slight hangover like exercise!
For heavier-duty hangovers, however, a dark room and ibuprofen still work the best. :)
People who walk four abreast and don't move...people who let their dogs run off leash or zig-zag across the trail on a too-long leash...and people like the ones you mentioned...all people who have no idea or don't care how their actions might have serious consequences on mixed-use trails.
That's why my favorite trail is out in the middle of nowhere, where I can run 10 miles are not see another person. :)
YES!!! to telling parents to watch their kids. This annoys me SO MUCH and I generally take to commenting and/or yelling depending on the situation. Its not just a small annoyance, its really unsafe!
At times like those I like to shout " Officer Truscott Child Protective Services Division: Coming through!"
I am good at screaming "on your left"! But you know that! :-)
You are right to have told the Dad that and he is a jackass who doesn't know the rules of the rode.
You should have told him that next time you are going to eat lightning and crap thunder all over his bike if he doesn't watch it......he'll understand.
Thanks for the shout out, and for adding me to your blog list! It's a little intimidating joining the world of blogging. I can't even figure out how to add favorite links!
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