Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Bike

Around two thirty, two twenty, Joe and I decided to go for a bike ride. We--well, I--decided that we wanted to go see the lake near us, and hang out there for a couple minutes. My inner goal was to figure out if it'd be a cool place to bring my cousin when and if she visits me this summer. My answer: not really. So Joe and I took off and didn't even get half a mile from our house when the cell phone in my pocket started ringing. I slammed on the brakes, and actually left a skid mark on the road, and fished it from my pocket. It was Mom calling. I answered and found out that she just got on her lunch break and was coming home. So I turned around and we met mom at home, hung out there for the duration of her lunch break, and then headed off again.
 
So we went down Dancer, turned on Beach, glided quickly down that, but near the end we ran into a tracter. Once we passed it, Joe thought it was the coolest thing, but I told him it wasn't as great as being forced off the side of the road because a combine was passing. Now that was the awesomest thing ever, maybe besides actually watching a freight train passing when you're walking or biking. Anyways, we turned left on Lima Center and had to pull to the side of the road several times because of several passing cars. Really, that just annoyed me. There were too many freaking cars.
 
Well, then we turned right on a no-name road, I think. It was kinda freaky, actually. There were a bunch of trucker dudes staring us down. I'm just glad we didn't need to go down that road much. We glided smoothly down Dexter-Chelsea for probably only a few yards and finally met our destination--the entrance to the Four Mile Lake. We got off our bikes and waded up to our knees in the water, but only for two minutes, because I wanted to be home fairly quickly, and I knew it took us twenty minutes to get to the lake. I was pretty sure my dad was coming home at three thirty, and it was already three twenty.
 
I pulled Joe out of the lake and headed back down the no-named road. We turned onto Dexter Chelsea and then into the mill again, and this time met a semi just pulling away from the mill. I heard Joe behind me saying, "Awesome!" but I just shook my head, knowing it wasn't all that awesome. I started speeding down Lima Center, checking back over my shoulder every so often. Every time I did, I noticed Joe was just a little further behind me than the last time. I didn't exactly care, and just kept moving, determined to get home soon. When I reached Beach, I think Joe was a tenth of a mile or so behind me, but I still didn't slow. I kept the to more shady regions, just because I knew that Joe had to catch up to me. Moving down Dancer, Joe kept getting further and further away from me, but once we reached home, he was on my butt again, but only because I decided that I better really slow down for him, just in case Dad was home and was wondering why I pulled up in the driveway and not my brother. But when we got home, he still wasn't there. It kinda surprised me, really.
 
Now I"m sitting in a puddle of sweat (figure of speech--I'm just really hot and sweaty) and really wishing that our pool was just a little warmer and just a little less green. You'd think it'd be orangy, not green. Well, anyways, yeah. That lake was really warm and felt nice, besides all the rocks under my feet. I killed a sweat bee that took attraction to Joe, and we got to cool our legs off a little bit, after a nice bike ride.
 
Another thing I found out is that the lake is only three and a half miles from home, and I could bike that in twenty minutes. So I biked seven miles in almost exacty forty minutes. That's . . . seven miles per hour? Man, I could have used cross multiplication, not all that math! Gar. Lemme check with cross multiplication. Yes, I'm a nerd. No seven miles per hour. That doesn't make any sense. ARG! Okay, I biked at about 10 1/2 miles per hour. Not half bad. Probably only ten miles an hour, but whatever. Not exactly a leisurely pace, either. Hehe! Sorry I went all nerdy there, but I take my math seriously, along with my computer and science stuff.
 
SONG OF THE DAY: It's My Life ~ Bon Jovi

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