killer thighs & a buggy mouth
Hi ya again, it is Saturday! And it is rainy!
which makes it much easier to camp out in the library and read material from the 60s. Yesterday, however, was amazingly beautiful. I know these blogs are getting a bit redundant with all of the "beautiful" mountains, glaciers, critters, and sometimes food but I hardly think it exaggeration in comparison to Stillwater, OK. Anyhoo, yesterday was full of sunshining splendor! I felt a little ooky without getting up and moving around for most of the week so I decided to go on an adventure. It was fairly gloomy weather when I looked out the window, which was nothing new. Should I go somewhere? I have a bike. I wonder how far I can go on that road? I inhaled my orange, threw on some stinky clothes (I've been avoiding doing laundry), and marched somewhat timidly out the door.
"I'll be back!" I said almost threatenly to my roommate. I think they were asleep.
Once outside, it was sprinkling. Ug, oh well. I can always turn back. I ungracefully mounted the bicycle and proceeded in a northeasterly fashion, I think. I raced up a hill in defiance and coasted down through a wooded flatland on some sort of mission. Quite a bit of time passed but I kept focusing trying to balance the bike with no hands and keeping bugs out of my mouth. After 30ish minutes, the sun came out to greet me, and then burn me. I'm developing some incrediblly odd tan lines on my arms. I eventually ended up in Gustavus, keeping on the road as I peddled through, but,... out of no where (to me), I was stopped by a fence. The bike halted, I had the feeling of loss and confusion. I can't go on? I looked around. And then looked behind me. There was no other road. After about five minutes of glaring at the fence, I slowly turned the bike around and continued my ride in a southwesterly fashion, I think.
It took me approximately eighty minutes from beginning to end to find my way back to the apartment. I biked a refreshing twenty miles as it turned out. I'm sure I could have gone to Canada if that darn fence wasn't in my way. I like to think so at least.
which makes it much easier to camp out in the library and read material from the 60s. Yesterday, however, was amazingly beautiful. I know these blogs are getting a bit redundant with all of the "beautiful" mountains, glaciers, critters, and sometimes food but I hardly think it exaggeration in comparison to Stillwater, OK. Anyhoo, yesterday was full of sunshining splendor! I felt a little ooky without getting up and moving around for most of the week so I decided to go on an adventure. It was fairly gloomy weather when I looked out the window, which was nothing new. Should I go somewhere? I have a bike. I wonder how far I can go on that road? I inhaled my orange, threw on some stinky clothes (I've been avoiding doing laundry), and marched somewhat timidly out the door.
"I'll be back!" I said almost threatenly to my roommate. I think they were asleep.
Once outside, it was sprinkling. Ug, oh well. I can always turn back. I ungracefully mounted the bicycle and proceeded in a northeasterly fashion, I think. I raced up a hill in defiance and coasted down through a wooded flatland on some sort of mission. Quite a bit of time passed but I kept focusing trying to balance the bike with no hands and keeping bugs out of my mouth. After 30ish minutes, the sun came out to greet me, and then burn me. I'm developing some incrediblly odd tan lines on my arms. I eventually ended up in Gustavus, keeping on the road as I peddled through, but,... out of no where (to me), I was stopped by a fence. The bike halted, I had the feeling of loss and confusion. I can't go on? I looked around. And then looked behind me. There was no other road. After about five minutes of glaring at the fence, I slowly turned the bike around and continued my ride in a southwesterly fashion, I think.
It took me approximately eighty minutes from beginning to end to find my way back to the apartment. I biked a refreshing twenty miles as it turned out. I'm sure I could have gone to Canada if that darn fence wasn't in my way. I like to think so at least.
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