This morning’s ride: 1:12:43 Distance 15.03 miles Average cadence: 92 RPM
Whose idea was it to call those little miniature candy bars we give out at Halloween ‘Fun-Sized?’ What’s so fun about unwrapping a piece of chocolate smaller than your thumb? “Ooooh—it’s a tiny candy. Whee!” And if you have kids, the fun lessens even more when you have to go around the living room, dining room and kitchen picking up four or five times as many wrappers than usual. Yippee.
This was my first Halloween in two years. Last year, the kids were at their mothers, and I had a job that evening, so I just gave the whole event a big miss. No decorations, no candy. This year we had both. Two years ago I had a lot of kids, so I purchased candy accordingly, and waited by the door while the parents of my kids best friends took the kids out.
So, there were six or seven or thirty ‘fun-sized’ lumps of chocolate working their way through my intestines as I did my ride this morning. Plus, three slices of meatball marinara pizza.
And three carrot sticks. Because, you know, I’m a healthy eater.
It was a startlingly beautiful day this morning. The air was crisp and the skies were blue. My ride took me past a high-school regatta, several dog walkers, half a dozen runners, and three cyclists, all out for at least one more day on the canal path. If this is the last day this year that I’ll be able to ride outside, at least it will end well. Of course, knowing me, I’ll try to squeeze another day or two outside, but even if I can’t, it’s been a good season.
The basement calls.
