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I was about to head out for a run on a brisk, but not too cold, Saturday morning.
You said "can I ride my bike with you while you run?"
It had been a while since we tried this. And you've gotten so much better at the bike. So I said "YES!"
We packed up the car, headed down to the Bath House at the Lake and started our ride/run!
It was a LOT of fun!
We talked and chatted and talked about life and all sorts of things a long the way. I know that's not specific, but the specifics have vanished into the ether, and that's left is the warm glow of talking with you.
You rode so proudly, and rang your bell.
Passersby cheered you on, much to your delight.
We rode and rode, much longer than I thought you would want to. But you didn't want to turn back until we hit the bridge.
We saw the big bridge over the lake, and we conquered it.
You sped down to the other side, and we kept going!
Over more trails and bridges we went together, happily moving along towards nothing in particular.
We stopped many times. For water, to look at interesting sticks and sites in the water. To check out the birds, and practice reading on the "birds of white rock lake" sign.
You even stopped when you eagle-eye spotted some horseshoe prints in the sand! You deduced which way the horses were heading, we asked some other bikers if they saw the horses. They confirmed your deduction and we tried to find them. But, alas, they had already clip-clopped too far away.
We decided to turn around. And it was kind of poetic too. Because there, across the lake, was the white Bath House building where we started!
We headed back, back through the 'bird poop' area... (pardon the smell)
....back up the hill...
and then back home to Mommy and Aidan.
When all was said and done, we went 4 and a half miles! You could not wait to tell your Mommy three things.
1) We went 4 and a half miles!
2) You saw horseshoe prints!
3) We went over the big bridge!
We were sore the next day. But we had a blast. And I can't wait to do it again.
