Babies, Bikes and a Couple of Beers

Back in the day (pre-lucy and otto) when Trish and I would leave for a bike ride after 3:00 on a winter afternoon, there was a good chance that we would not make it back home before dark. I was usually the one that suffered more from it, usually not wearing enough clothes, not having tools to fix a flat or other mechanical and not being the fit one of the pair. Also back in the day, one of the primary reasons I would come up to visit Trish was to go on a bike ride....er bike adventure.

 

Well, these days honestly.. the bike ride is secondary. It's not that I don't like laughing from adrenaline bombing a descent behind trish and her dogs. These days Lucy gets me giggling even more than a fast descent... throw in a constant grinning Otto and I can spend hours watching their comedy act. That's kind of what happened on my last visit with the Koerber's this past Saturday. We headed out on that afternoon ride.. and then the flat happened. And we had no tools. Luckily we were only a few miles from the house. I did manage to get a good sweat going time trialing up hill to the parkway. But no fear of getting stuck in the woods.. hoping Trish would spoon with me until Sam found us. Nope. Just got to spend some more time laughing with the kids when we got back to the house until we could muster the enthusiasm to go back out again.

 

This time at 4:30. now that is really risky considering my company and the fact that I left my Trish Stevenson emergency kit in the car (head lamp, emergency blanket, whistle and matches) the only thing that brought us home after dark this time was stopping for a couple brews. Sam still came looking for us, figuring we either got lost in bent creek (OK>> I don't even think I could get lost there.. well probably) or we both took a header into the same tree. Honest assumption considering us.

 

Either way.. I got to spend more time with the kids through bath time and story time. And instead of learning how to clean a scary desent behind Trish or how to pop my wheel up and over a nest of roots to clean a climb... I learned that you only have 5.6 seconds to towel off lucy and get her into her jammie's before she gets too cold. Now that is some scary pressure.