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Bike Ride

street2Sun out, go outside now. Bike, where are you, we’re going, we’re going now. Tires, why must you deflate? Someone, someone please invent the self-inflating tire. How hard can it be? We can go to the moon, but I still have to pump up my tires. What about my needs? No one is looking after my needs. But there’s sun so I must not complain. Complaining is bad. Shoes. Ziiippppp. Sidi sound. Ziiipppp click click. Click click click. Dialed like an old rotary phone.

Down the stairs, use the handrail, slippery when wet. Down more steps, finally, down to the road. Driveway, wheee! Oops, parked car, watch that corner yo. Roll, roll, no dumb car keep driving while I stop at the stop sign. Because that’s what I do.

Red light. Red light. Red light red light red light red light. Train tracks kerthunk.

Beach. Looks like a lake. Will there ever be surf again? Outlook cloudy. Pedal. Ack bus. Parked cars. Squish. Uphill, bumpy, million dollar houses, why bad pavement, why. Garbage truck. Big garbage truck small road squeeze. Hi garbage collector guys. Hi Gav riding by on the blue bicycle. Warm dry early fall so bright.

white_fenceDumbass-in-the-car, I’m not riding the bike path, because it doesn’t go where I’m going. Why aren’t you using the freeway, hmm? Dumbass. Going to a hill. Need a road to get to the hill. So here I go.

Hill! Warm sunlit. Fuck, wore the wrong sunscreen sweating it all off on the first climb. Wait, gloves, I thought I brought them, back pocket not so useful, hands slipping. Wait for the descent, no time to bother now. Descend descend descend. Stop sign! Gloves. Gloves now. Much better, no more slippy fingers.

Sharp corner, big pothole, missed it by a milli. Phew. Up up more up always more up. Into the trees, warm sun, cool shade. Switchback, ocean view, keep climbing. Chain creaks, need a new one. Oh bike parts, why must you wear out so easily? And could you cost a little less? Things to wish for on a sunny day. A chain that doesn’t creak. Simple.

sim_cityClimb climb, always forget this one gets hard at the top. Steep around the corner, gawk the view clear day islands. Woosh serpentine corners no cars take the road bend the bike speed. Chain saws in the bushes, Cal Fire clearing brush, thanks Cal Fire. Feel the fire season coming, dry air parching grass brown. Right turn, where is it, the corners blur together. No, that’s a driveway, maybe the next one, there it is. Uphill again, but not for long.

Parked cars, dog on a leash, downhill obstacle course 14%. Maybe they could have made this one a little wider, but that would be far too easy. More down, more turns, on the way to more up. Because you can never have too much up.

creek crossingNo Mr. Bee, you should not fly in my ear. That’s a bad idea. Very bad. This pavement, why is it so slow and bouncy? Sticky wheels gravity’s bite. Now with more switchback. Creek crossing steep climb out, follow the dry lines between the car tracks. False flat fast. Could ride all day. 180, lean it over, bend it around, jump out the other side.

Swoopy lazy descent big wide corners. Left turn this time, it’s around here somewhere. Yes, I saw you not see me backing out of your driveway. But it was easy to stop for you. Really it was. It’s only 15% here, I can balance all day. Look both ways. Rollercoaster road. Angry Escalade, the speed limit’s 25, no you can’t pass. Okay, safe now, have a nice day. Really, is this the best road you could choose? Wheee, so fast.

Chip seal?! Oh government, I give you my taxes and you give me… chip seal? Where’s my rose garden? I think I want a refund. Chip seal, watch the corners, stay out of the gutters, deep like quicksand. Whose idea was this again?

descendy_bitRound the roundabout, red light. No Mr. Bee I’m not a flower. I don’t look like a flower. I don’t smell like a flower. Hurry up light change! Don’t like Mr. Bee. Oh red light, please change for me. Phew, bye-bye Mr. Bee.

Back to the coast idyllic ride along the beach. Headwind?! This was not in the brochure. Brochure idyllic beach side bike ride. Headwind, could you make that stop? Hunker down pedal hard headwind. Hungry now, almost there.

Town green light move car. Parallel parking, you’re so dreaming. Just pay already, you spent how much on that iPhone? More red light. So hungry, green light, please?

Uphill upstairs front door. The End.

  1. Alissa #

    I feel like I was with you. Maybe I’ll count it on my workout scorecard…

    31 August 2010
    • gavia #

      You can totally count it! I’ll even go out and do another one if you like ;)

      Actually, I think it might be gym or pool day. Which, really never lead to as many stories.

      1 September 2010
  2. ant1 #

    “Why aren’t you using the freeway, hmm?” i’m stealing that line.

    1 September 2010
    • gavia #

      Ha! It’s one of my pet peeves, really, when car people try to tell me where to ride my bikey. Like, whatevs. Usually, there’s a reason I’m not using the bike path. Most of the time, it’s because those thingies are stupid dangerous with pedestrians, kids, joggers, and whatnot. But that’s not always easy to explain to the dumbass in the car yelling out his window. In this case, it was so beautifully easy. Because it isn’t going where I want to go. Done!

      1 September 2010
  3. finally get to play in the sandbox again!

    1 September 2010
    • gavia #

      Bring your toys!

      1 September 2010

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