I am so far behind in my preparations for Passover -- first seder is Monday night and the in-laws arrive Saturday -- that the last thing I need is to find time for a daily bike ride these days.
And yet, riding was exactly what I needed. Sweetie pushed me out the door and said, "don't come back until you've ridden at least two miles. Fast."
It wasn't a big ride. I took a scenic loop up to the drug store to pick up something sweet and a few household items. Along the way, I enjoyed some gorgeous spring blooms and delighted in a small "free" box outside the soon-to-be former location of Upcycles. (They're moving to a new space at 16th off Killingsworth.)
When I got home, we checked the weather forecast, and saw that rain would begin tonight and last the next three days. So I pulled out the lawn mower and got a little upper body workout while the grass was still merely damp and mowable.
I will be slammed tomorrow with final house-cleaning and any ride I take will be ceremonially short.
Thank you, Banjo Brothers.
A fair amount of what was here will be useful when I fix up bikes for refugees, including fender bits, handlebars and stem, even a small pump.
I LOVE scavenging for parts.