I think I can... I think I can...

All summer I've been yapping about wanting to go on a bike ride. Haven't been on two wheels* in years so I figured I'd better give it another try before old age sets in. Today, to mark the end of summer, I finally got the chance to put my tootsies to the pedals. Well, the tootsies made it, but the hiney is feeling it. At horsey camp we'd sit around the campfire and complain about the rather unpleasant sensation of feeling like you were sitting on tennis balls. Seems like biking gives you golf balls, but hey, aren't all unpleasant sensations in the nether regions pretty much the same?

But what better way to close out summer than with a ride along the water, fried food at the marina and good friends who don't laugh (at least where you can hear them) when you have to get off and push on the big hill? And hopefully today's outing will also mark a transition into fall and my goals of getting more exercise and trying out new sporting adventures. I'll be sure to let you know which regions are hurting with each new outing. Betcha just can't wait to read those posts... If I have some really good bruises, I'll be sure to share pics too. Boy howdy, that'll be fun.
And if you're going to be sitting on tennis balls, it's always a grand idea to sit there and squirm with a difficult new knitting project. I cast on for Sarcelle this evening and have managed to knit the simple part before any charts.

Please don't laugh when I have to do the knitting equivalent of getting off and pushing.


*There was a little two-wheeling action going on last summer but that was on the back of a very fast motorcycle with a very fast boy *cough, cough* and all I remember about that whole experience was holding on and thinking that this was definitely not knitting. Anyway, let your imaginations run where they may with that one...