I woke up this morning to my father kicking the foot of my bed. It was bike time, when normally I'd be falling asleep (though, that's just because I'm prone to a nocturnal nature, making 8:30am into the weeeeeee hours of the morning.) We made the climb up to the Lady, again. I had something in my eye, so we got to sit and listen to the bells chiming for the Sunday service as I tried blinking into water cupped in my hand from my water bottle. The bells were still playing their tune when we left. On the way back, I got a refreshing taste of the cycling connection:
Guy passing by the other way: HiiiIIIiiiiIIIiiii~!!!!
Me: *laughs* Hiii~!
*a minute later*
Me: Did you know him, Dad?
Father: Nope. He probably saw your jersey and recognized you as a cyclist.
Me: It's nice, they're so friendly.
Father: Yeah, that and the fact that he's probably high as a balloon on endorphins.
The way back also yielded me, on flat land, a whopping 21MPH. That's right cars, watch out, you'll be facing me on two wheels on the Nascar track, next!
~Casmira
Participants today: Casmira-- It was a father, daughter ride!
Miles Traveled: 13.2
Final Destination: Lady of Our Island, round trip
Total this Summer: 49.3
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