Given the prediction for more winter precipitation headed our way, I made the most of the balmy temps (in the 40s) and improved road conditions to make some trips by bicycle over the weekend. Over the course of three days, I visited the Y, the library, the farmers’ market, Meskerem Ethiopian restaurant, and church.
I’ve been riding Bub much more than Baby Jake this winter. Bub’s slightly wider tires and overall geometry feel a bit more stable when riding over questionable patches, and the regular pedals allow me to comfortably wear boots or my Birk clogs, which keep my toes much warmer than the cycling shoes.
I didn’t want Baby Jake to feel left out, so I pulled him out for Saturday’s excursions. Strangely, the ride didn’t feel that much faster to me than Bub, though the speed, or lack there of, may have been due more to the operator than the machine.
In addition to biking, I filled Friday with yogurt-making, tortilla-making (post on this coming soon), and ice skating. When I told a coworker earlier in the week that I was planning to go ice skating, she replied, “Can you do that while you’re pregnant?” And so it begins — and she knows nothing about the biking