I know earlier this spring I made it a goal not to have weekends that were spent doing nothing. But, after what seems like a chaotic month composed of meetings, work, classes, and races, this weekend was spent being lazy. By that, I mean it was spent around the area, spending time with my man, and, least we forget: bikes and running shoes.
What shoe problem? I have no shoe addiction whatsoever. #asics
On days off, I’ve been able to engage in some solo time at 909 (a local mountain biking area) learning which paths went where (as well as paths to avoid). Finally, I could show Kevin some local trails he was unfamiliar with. He was able to help me work through some technical parts I’ve been unable to manage (rather, too wimpy to attempt while riding alone). Somehow, he always managed to get ahead of me. I think I need to ride with him more often– I tend to push myself harder physically and mentally when riding with him (and others in general)–mostly, though, in order to keep up with him.
A shot by Kevin, whilst waiting for me to catch up.
After showing being lead through trails at 909, it was imperative I introduce Kevin a place I stumbled upon last summer where we could cool off post ride…Ahh, the refreshing nature of rivers during the summer. It’s during the summer when I reconsider taking up triathlons–simply because of the cooling aspect of the swim portion.
Kevin, also a water mammal
- Returning to my water roots
Don’t worry, we didn’t forget about road bikes.
- My Deutsch jersey, thanks Mom!
Kevin stopped next to a sign thinking it needed to be posted in the blog. Alas, I already posted the same sign three years ago here!
We lounged on the porch of the “country house” as Kevin calls it, escaping the heat and humidity, catching up on good reads, and fixing bikes. Life is all about bikes.
Ice cold fizzy water and lemon…The best on a humid, hot day
Taping the handle bars of his newly acquired Serotta
No blog post is complete with an awkward photo taken of you.
The evening brought cooler temperatures, and outdoor dining opportunities.
I’ll allow for him to have his hot dogs this time.
I missed our after-dinner walks around the neighborhood
Sunday morning, we were able to take a trip to the Rhinebeck Farmers Market, a small but quaint market I had not had a chance to visit until this weekend.Kevin’s favorite part was his falafel. Mine was organic local mint tea–a much needed refreshing drink on a humid day.
Local cider-wine
Waiting in the sun for a falafel
Luke Winslow-King, musical greatness, stopping in town from New Orleans
Mmmm bread.
The weekend ended with thunderstorms, sweeping away Northeast humidity…For now.
A Rendezvous with Sneakers 