Salsa suggested that I MUST see the Bellevue Art museum, so since we're not working this week, DH and I decided to go. After I took a luxurious bath, DH started making noises about not driving to the museum, but RIDING our bikes. As a lot of you know, it has been too cold and, well, snowy for me to even CONSIDER riding for over 3 weeks now. So I hemmed and hawed. And he fretted and stamped around the house like a dog who needs to be let outside. Ok, I finally gave in; I'll ride. I got dressed in several layers of wool and put on the new cast off booties that DH gave me (he got something he likes better, so i got the brand new ones he didn't like!) We got on our bikes, ooo, cold, (my bike lives in the garage) and we didn't get two blocks when i saw ICE, black ice on the road. DH says, you want to turn around and wait an hour?
yes, i most definitely wanted to do that. So we went home, ah, warm house, computer, paints... I surrounded myself with these luxuries while watching the weather underground www.wunderground.com for the temperature to rise to 40 degrees. Ok, I'm ready now!
so i put all my layers on and greased my girly bits with Chamois Butter (i'd forgotten the first time!) and we hit the road.
Two blocks into the ride, I discovered that my nether parts were STICKING to my undergarments. The extreme cold of the saddle had rendered my chamois butter into something rather unpleasant! what's more, I had two pairs of gloves on and 3 layers of tights, knickers, etc, and could not adjust things at all.
But we rode on, i figured i'd warm up and it would be all right. And it was.
we made it to the museum in pretty good time
here i am posing in front of it.
we had hot chocolate in the extreme yuppie mall across the street from the museum before we hit the road, this is us and our chocolate which you cannot see.
DH forced me to ride through heavy snow still left everywhere, here's my bike stuck in it.
and always, like an old horse, I tend to speed up in the last 4 miles, even though, at this point I was standing a lot because it felt better than sitting.
All in all, a nice ride, 31 miles.







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