Going The Distance…

… but not so much on the going for speed…

Today we did 25 miles from the Third Place Books in Lake City to Redmond, and back. I teased Duncan the whole way: “Are we there yet? I have to pee. Can we stop for a coffee? Can we stop for a beer?” We were also consistently having to contend with “serious cyclists” (ones with fancy shoes and fancy gear and going way over the 15mph trail speed limit, I’llhaveyouknow) and mommies with strollers (usually 2 or 3 abreast on the  narrow trail). We did beat our official “training pace” of under 10mph, though, and despite some wonky gear shifting (mine… of course) I think we did pretty well.

Apparently next week I’m on the hook for 30 miles. Um… yeah!

Chartreuse?

I have to admit, today I got one of those chain-mail-facebook-thingies that resembles a social experiment. This particular one was to GIRLS, (not women, mind you), and it was to list your bra color (!) as your facebook status (?) with no explanation.

Well.

There’s not a lot of drama in “black”, really, anymore.

But what was funny is that not only did the gal who sent it to me “do it”, but all of our related friends “did it”, and then several completely unrelated friends “did it”. Friends I know, for an absolute fact, haven’t ever shared the same airspace as the friend who sent the email. Ever.

And then the men joined in.

Apparently, GH wears a brown bra. Someone named Nick I have never met wears magenta, and a friend’s husband wears green.

Who knew? paging Eddie Izzard!