As the title loosely suggests – I just got back from a bikeride; my Tour de Cherrybrook.
It’s been a long, LONG time since I’ve ridden my bike.
It’s got spiderwebs all over it and the handle bar was leaned on the garage wall for so long when I unounted it, paint came off, lol..
I didn’t pump the rear tyre enough and the whole ride was wobbly =P.
I went for a quick circuit around Purchase Rd->Shepards Dr->Appletree Dr->Shepards Dr->Greenway Oval->Home type thing..
..I went past her house, I caught a glimpse of her, sitting alone outside in the front yard. I rode past and thought maybe I should say Hi. I turned my bike around and reached the top of her driveway. I realised after taking off my headphone that she wasn’t actually alone – just on the phone..
I slapped myself in my mind.
Yes, what was I doing? It really was time to move on.
And so I rang the bike bell twice.
And I was off.. not turning back.