Well. This morning I couldn't make myself want to run so I figured I'd get some cross training in. I got my bike from the basement, stuck it in my car, ran (figuratively. I actually drove) to Wal Mart to buy a stopwatch & helmet, then headed up to Green Canyon. Now I'm not exactly the world's best biker, so you might wonder "why would she want to bike up a rocky canyon trail when she's not even good at riding a bike?" The answer to this is that because I am not very skilled on two wheels, I wanted as few people as possible to witness this endeavor. It's not that I don't know how to ride a bike or that I've forgotten how (supposedly that's hard to do). It's just that biking was never my favorite method of transportation/exercise, so I never did it much and my biking muscles/skills are probably pretty underdeveloped. Also the bike I have is weird and I have a hard time controlling it. It has those plastic foot holder thingys and sometimes my feet get stuck when I stop and then I panic and fall over. Anyway, I made it probably 20 minutes (that's an estimate. I accidentally stopped my watch after 5 minutes.) and decided that was the end of my biking adventure for the day. Except probably I should only count 15 of those minutes because the way back to the car consisted of the bike rocketing down the hill while I sat as still as possible and compulsively slammed on the brakes every ten seconds. So.. that's the end of that. I might practice biking more just to get better at it.. but probably not.
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