Mackinaw, Here We Come?
2 years ago he thought it would be a good idea to do an almost 300 mile bike ride from Cedar Springs, MI to the bridge in Mackinaw City with only 6 weeks of training. It took him almost a year to get back on the bike after the ride.
Meanwhile I had a great time waiting for him in Mackinaw. 3 adults and 5 kids shared a 500 square foot “chalet” with ants and a bottomless crib. (“Um, sir, if I put my baby in that he’s going to fall to the floor. I think its missing the bottom.”) We decided to get an additional “chalet” for the second night. The thought of squeezing 2 2oo lb men into the “cozy” cottage with us didn’t really seem appealing.
I think the bike ride to Ricardo is like childbirth for me. When you don’t do it for a couple years, you forget how painful it is. While he’s got his rump sitting on a hard seat for hours on end, I’ll be drinking it up with a good friend and completely losing control of the children. Good times, good times.
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