As long as there is breath in my body, I will fight for the right to have a family bike ride. I play enough sports, I watch enough sports and I attend enough sporting events that I am justified in rounding up all three of my boys for bike riding. They are so wholly resistant at times, I question whether I should push forward. Then, after another round of football/baseball/basketball, I think, you know what? I deserve a little something for me.
Mad Dog’s week has been particularly demanding work-wise so when a 90 minute window opened up for us to hop on our bikes this weekend, we took it. I couldn’t believe we were finally doing something I wanted. The sky was cloudless and the kind of deep blue that takes your breath away. The temperature was perfect and I could hear the birds chirping us on to a fun family outing. Life was good.
We rode all of five minutes and T.Puzzle announces that he needs to use the bathroom.
There, I said it.