cycling
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May 16
More outdoorsy pictures
The Yankee and Matt. He threw a flat right there, and that was basically the end of our ride.
And this was the next-to-the-last ride here. But we’re not going to make a big deal about that. I’m kind of tired of it, and … some other thing … about it. I started riding bikes as stress relief and … some other thing. And then it became about exercise and then, finally, I discovered that there was a freedom thing to it. But I only noticed that because I really started noticing the sites. Here are some sites:
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May 16
Stuff we’ve been doing
Two roads diverged on a paved path and I — I took the one that went up.
Well it went up a little.
We were riding bikes, obviously:
This is in Columbus, on the Chattahoochee Riverwalk:
You are standing here on a bridge across the river. On your left is Alabama. On your right is Georgia. Not pictured are two guys, one on a kayak and another on a paddle board. I just assume they were the Georgia Coast Guard:
My biscuit and gravy from Plucked Up Chicken. I miss it already:
Now, as I’ve said here before, go get yourself some lightly breaded chicken and some spicy pineapple marmalade. Put it on a fresh biscuit:
There was a Game of Thrones party last night. There were costumes. Those are staying in the private collection — but the group managed a great beheading shot. Also, there were snacks:
A little more detail on Ned Stark’s head:
Baked goods are coming. Inside, he was a cupcake:
We went back to Columbus today for another bike ride (that’s about 150 miles in the last week) with Matt the former grad student. He’s getting married in the fall and continuing his studies in South Carolina.
We’ll get maybe another ride or two in with him before he goes, but no more Plucked Up, sadly.
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May 16
Let’s ride bikes
A quick selfie before a ride around town …
We went out riding with one of her graduate students. I suppose he’s a former grad student now, having graduated and all that. He’s from Florida and he was not prepared for anything where his bike, which he’s dusting off and riding again after a good long while, pointed up. And we don’t have real hills here. But we had fun! And that’s the purpose of the bike. One of the points. I’m presently using it for at least three of its modern purposes.
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May 16
Sitting on 18 miles per hour
It is blurry, but that’s what happens when you’re being passed while going uphill:
Chased her around this afternoon, finally gave in and enjoyed the countryside:
This is what happens when you sit up and stop chasing:
