Oh, man.
It's happening again.
My poor bike is leaning against the piano, begging for some fun.
I'm sitting at home, waiting to sign for a FedEx package. Can't leave, because unfortunately, I don't think FedEx will deliver to "the girl on the bike", address " at the intersection of dirt and paved path, near the horse ranch, southern side of Griffith Park".
[And that's probably a good thing. Riding back home with a Poang chair cushion would be exciting. Cruising down from the Observatory with that item strapped to my back would probably result in my taking flight.]
But I was out of town for 4 days last week, and the un-portability of a bike is seriously annoying. While I managed to sneak in some running on my jam-packed trip (thank you, treadmill), I didn't bike one bit. And now, I'm itching to get back out.
So, here I wait (and work, and blog) for my delivery. Extra delicious? I ran 12 miles this morning, but am afraid to hop in the shower, on the off-chance that the driver arrives during the 6 minutes I'm indisposed Thankfully, we don't have any pets - and our plants don't mind that I smell.
Stinkily and productively yours,
"I'd rather be cycling" Holly
It's happening again.
My poor bike is leaning against the piano, begging for some fun.
I'm sitting at home, waiting to sign for a FedEx package. Can't leave, because unfortunately, I don't think FedEx will deliver to "the girl on the bike", address " at the intersection of dirt and paved path, near the horse ranch, southern side of Griffith Park".
[And that's probably a good thing. Riding back home with a Poang chair cushion would be exciting. Cruising down from the Observatory with that item strapped to my back would probably result in my taking flight.]
But I was out of town for 4 days last week, and the un-portability of a bike is seriously annoying. While I managed to sneak in some running on my jam-packed trip (thank you, treadmill), I didn't bike one bit. And now, I'm itching to get back out.
So, here I wait (and work, and blog) for my delivery. Extra delicious? I ran 12 miles this morning, but am afraid to hop in the shower, on the off-chance that the driver arrives during the 6 minutes I'm indisposed Thankfully, we don't have any pets - and our plants don't mind that I smell.
Stinkily and productively yours,
"I'd rather be cycling" Holly
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