April 9, 2012
It was an awesome weekend! I ended up driving up to see the Cowboy late Friday night (I left at 8:30 p.m.) as he didn’t seem the reason waiting for the morning to see me. When I got there, we went out to Wal-Mart to check out the bike section so I could get some tubes for my bike. My tire said 26×150, but we couldn’t find a tube for it and we didn’t want to buy the wrong tubes, so we planned on going to the bike shop in the morning.
We walked out of Walmart and got lost! We couldn’t find my car. We thought we parked in on one side of the parking lot, to only find out, after walking around for a couple minutes, that it was on the total other side of the parking lot. It was hilarious! We had a good laugh over it.
The next morning (around 11 a.m.) we went to the bike shop. It was AWESOME! There were so many bike accessories, that I wanted to get. Like a little under the seat bag, and a rack for the back of my bike. I really wanted a Speedometor for my bike, as well. The lady helped us find the right bike tube for my bike. She explained that I wouldn’t find an exact size, but a size that covers a range of sizes. It was even better that the bike tubes were cheaper at the bike shop then at Walmart!! The Cowboy couldn’t believe it. So I got two bike tubes and a bike tire lever, which would help us change the tire better. The Cowboy said that we could use a screwdriver, but using them would give the possibility of accidentally puncturing the tube or damaging the tire itself.
We enjoyed ourselves a little bit longer in the bike shop, looking at the bikes. It was great fun.
We went back to his house, and started changing the bike tubes. I sat and watched him do, which seemed very easy. I helped with the last one, by placing the tube in the tire it self, and he put the tire back on. Then we took a ride to the gas station to fill them up. I really enjoyed working as a team with him. I pull them out of the trunk, and handed them to him to fill. I was surprised how quick it was. I guess I am used to filling car tires. LOL
We went over to his friend’s house, because Daniel wanted to have his friend look at my car, since it was acting up a bit. So the excitement was building to want to ride my bike! By the time, we got back to the house, I was almost beside myself with excitement. I got my bike frame out of the back seat of my car, and he helped me get the tires on. He test rode it to make sure everything was fine. He thought it was a nice bike. I was proud. Then he took his bike out and showed it to me. It was a beauty. All black and the tires had a higher rim on them. He had a nice bike rack in the back. He had a cruiser hybrid, which means that he can get a mountain bike tire if he wanted to going off roading with it. Right now he has the thinner tires, as it more of a cruising bike (very much like my 10 speed. I have two bikes)
We had talked at length on where we were going to go to ride our bikes. The Cowboy lives on section of town, where there is high traffic road, before you get further into town. He didn’t want to ride our bikes on that, as it would be dangerous. I packed my slim backpack (it is very much like a CamelBack, which I also have) with two bottles of water, filled my metal water bottle for my holder on my bike and a damp wash cloth in a zip lock bag. I had already packed it with antibiotic cream for scrapes, sunscreen, lip balm, hand sanitizer, before I left my house in Ohio. So we piled the bikes in his truck and he drove to Food Town parking lot which was only a couple blocks away. We got them out and rode downtown toward his friend’s house. Cowboy thought we could ride around a bit and then make our way to his friend, J’s, house for a bit.
I have to say that I felt a bit under confident about riding my bike, since it had been awhile, as well as I was riding it well populated places with people and cars. I felt that was exposed and felt odd not wearing a helmet (which I want one, but I haven’t been able to afford one yet. I have always rode my bike in my trailer Court, which made me feel a bit safer then riding it in town). We made a little jaunt to his friends house and waited for him to get there. We continued to ride around a bit. We rode in the grass of this little park. I was learning how to use my gears again. There was a little patch of gravel, and as I rode through it, I wasn’t going fast enough and I ended up dumping my bike hard. The Cowboy was far ahead of me, so I got up quickly, so he wouldn’t see that I wrecked a bit. I had a couple light scratches on my right palm and I hit my left leg, just under my knee, hard on the frame of my bike. When I caught up with the Cowboy, I was checking my palm a bit more as it was sore, I showed it to him and told him what I did. I was kind of proud of it, as it was my first road rash of the season. He got a little upset that I dumped my bike. I told him no to worry about it. My leg hurt a bit, but I didn’t think much about it.
We visited with his friend for a while. We were sitting outside and enjoying the sun. I pulled my sunscreen out of my backpack and put some on, as I knew my face would get it if I didn’t protect it. Both of us drank some water that I had. His friend pointed out that the Cowboy should move where he was standing or some ants might get him. There were thousands of ants milling about at the corner of the sidewalk where he was standing. So when he moved, I got down on the sidewalk and got a good look at them all. I love watching ants. I smiled when I heard the Cowboy say
“Now that is what you call a girlfriend. One that doesn’t mind getting dirty and enjoys the smallest of things.” The Cowboy had mentioned before that he likes it that I follow my own interests and I am not afraid to get a bit dirty to explore something.
When we went to leave his friend’s house, I realized how sore my bum was. The Cowboy laughed and said that he was going to say something about the seat of my bike and that it would make me sore. He mentioned that I should invest in a better seat. It hurt every time I peddled my bike. It was hard to get back to the truck. I am so out of shape!! In the same shopping area with Food Town, there was a Goodwill, so once we got out bikes into the truck we went there. They had a little bike, but it was much too big for one of his girls. I looked around to see what they had, as I am seriously thinking about sewing my own bike panniers, once I get my own bike rack.
Once we got back to the house, we rested and had something to eat, as we were both hungry! It was a lovely ride, yet sore. We talked about bike some more both together and with his girls. We talked about biking and camping. We talked about my bike seat. He said that riding my bike a bit might help me get used to it, but investing in an another seat is the best bet. I am going to have so much fun this Summer with him. I just have to remember to enjoy what it is, and not what it could be.
It was only until later that night my leg started hurting more, the light bruise, in which I showed Daniel earlier, was much darker and angry looking. Funny thing is it was heart shaped! Still, he felt bad that I got hurt. He told me that he just felt so confident with riding his bike, that he didn’t realize that I felt so under confident with riding mine. I knew he felt bad earlier, because when we rode back from his friend’s house, he kept looking back to see where I was at and if I was keeping up. He has such a sweet and caring heart.
I learned the hard way. Next time, I ride my bike, I need to pack some IcyHot and an Ace bandage for my sore muscles and strains, as I really needed it late Saturday night, when I was sore.
Late Sunday, we got my bike frame back into my car, and the tires in the trunk. The Cowboy said that hopefully next time, he could find the straps to the trunk bike rack and I could start using that in stead of sticking it in the back seat of my car. Yeah, I need to use that or invest in my own. I don’t want to puncture my leather seats at all (One reason while, I had a back seat cover on it on bought on Friday, as well as two blankets wrapped around the frame of the bike and it STILL make me nervous!).
I am going to try and ride my bike a little everyday, but the weather doesn’t look good this week, so I might not get to ride until this weekend when the weather gets up into the 70’s. I need to toughen up my bum.
I can’t wait until I ride my bike with him again!
Photograph: The Cowboy’s bike (the right one) and my bike (the left one) already to ride! Taken April 7, 2012.