I am still not in the mindset to go for joy rides on my bicycle. But I did go for a joy-jog on Sunday on the same path. I have to have a mission, no matter how small. Saturday morning I biked across the river to the Argenta Farmer's Market. It's legit, and I'll be back there soon.
I sat down and ate breakfast, bought goat's milk lip-balms and eggplants and more.
I rode down the very quiet Main street using the empty parking spots as my bike lane.
I'm studying for a new volunteer gig and I needed index cards so I decided that there was somewhere I could get them by bike (most stores that would offer stuff like that involve a highway that I don't deem suitable for my bike rides)
I locked up at the USA Drug store and got my index cards then basically took myself home.
I think of the San Fran bike blog girls when I ride around the trolley tracks.
Building blocks of tiny excursions.
Oh, wait! I had a big bike date planned last Thursday but Matt had a seriously flat tube and we had time constraints so we drove but a Little Rock bike date almost happened.
