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May. 12th, 2009 06:10 pmSo, my bicycling adventures for the day:
(actually this was yesterday, but whatev) I spent a while cleaning out my trunk/backseat (the back of my backseats fold down so I get more trunk space) to see if the bike fit. It does, sort of - if I get it in just right I can close the trunk, but that's a crapshoot, and it makes it harder to take it out again.
I had to go put air in the tires, and ended up driving down to Lake Street (the gas station down there has free air, lol, plus I wanted to return bottles) with my trunk unlatched. I should probably get some bungee cords (I did look into bike racks. HELLO expensive) or something, idk.
Then I was gonna ride for a bit but I found out the chain had come off the front thingies. So I got to fix that and feel all ~accomplished~, plus I got grease all over my favorite ripped-to-Hell dykey jeans so they're even dykier. Sweeet.
Aaaaaaand then I got to ride. I am a) wobbly as all fuck and b) more out of shape than I thought. I was just de-wobbling and feeling comfy when I started to get winded (at the next door driveway OH GOD I am so out of shaaape what). I could've kept going, I *think* I could've done the ride I was originally gonna do (there's a cul-de-sac at the end of our street, I want to ride around that once or twice a day until I'm comfy on a bike again and am up to what most people mean when they say "out of shape"), but I don't think I got enough air in the front tire. I'll have to check later and see if there's actually not enough air or if I was just looking for an excuse 'cause the neighbor was out doing yardwork and I was feeling self-conscious.
In other news I could not get awake today mothery fuck. I woke up at 9, went back for a nap at 10, woke up at noon, went back for a nap at 2, woke up at 4, and then took care of all the bike stuff. I'd blame caffeine withdrawal, which usually hits me on Tuesdays 'cause I'm more likely to have coffee on the weekend and it takes an extra day to really whack me, but a) it usually doesn't hit me this hard and b) I had coffee yesterday so this should be happening *tomorrow*
(actually this was yesterday, but whatev) I spent a while cleaning out my trunk/backseat (the back of my backseats fold down so I get more trunk space) to see if the bike fit. It does, sort of - if I get it in just right I can close the trunk, but that's a crapshoot, and it makes it harder to take it out again.
I had to go put air in the tires, and ended up driving down to Lake Street (the gas station down there has free air, lol, plus I wanted to return bottles) with my trunk unlatched. I should probably get some bungee cords (I did look into bike racks. HELLO expensive) or something, idk.
Then I was gonna ride for a bit but I found out the chain had come off the front thingies. So I got to fix that and feel all ~accomplished~, plus I got grease all over my favorite ripped-to-Hell dykey jeans so they're even dykier. Sweeet.
Aaaaaaand then I got to ride. I am a) wobbly as all fuck and b) more out of shape than I thought. I was just de-wobbling and feeling comfy when I started to get winded (at the next door driveway OH GOD I am so out of shaaape what). I could've kept going, I *think* I could've done the ride I was originally gonna do (there's a cul-de-sac at the end of our street, I want to ride around that once or twice a day until I'm comfy on a bike again and am up to what most people mean when they say "out of shape"), but I don't think I got enough air in the front tire. I'll have to check later and see if there's actually not enough air or if I was just looking for an excuse 'cause the neighbor was out doing yardwork and I was feeling self-conscious.
In other news I could not get awake today mothery fuck. I woke up at 9, went back for a nap at 10, woke up at noon, went back for a nap at 2, woke up at 4, and then took care of all the bike stuff. I'd blame caffeine withdrawal, which usually hits me on Tuesdays 'cause I'm more likely to have coffee on the weekend and it takes an extra day to really whack me, but a) it usually doesn't hit me this hard and b) I had coffee yesterday so this should be happening *tomorrow*
