I thought that I should probably write something about biking, since this blog is entitled “Bike, Banjo and Baby” and I have written approximately zero posts about bikes. However, I am currently bikeless, so a bike post is a bit difficult to conjure up at this juncture.
To solve this problem, I told Pete that he had to do some crazy stuff on his bike to provide me with some material for the blog. I took this back almost immediately. I need him able-bodied for parenting purposes. He came home from downhill riding the other day with scrapes and scratches on his knees and stomach from “not falling off his bike.” That’s about as exciting as I’d like his riding to get.
We are working on getting a new bike for me. C is old enough to be towed behind us in her chariot now, so the pressure is on.
Now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve ever owned a bike that was bought just for me. I inherited bikes from my sister, and usually those were well-used and/or ill-fitting. I once inherited a bike from her after it had been stolen from our garage, taken to a nearby park, kicked around a bit and possibly set on fire.
So getting my very own, brand-new bike is very exciting. I’ll be sure to post a photo once we actually pick it up from Pete’s friend’s bike shop in Toronto.
In the meantime, I’m going to keep blogging about trying to maintain some balance in our lives with a baby in tow. This weekend, we’re heading to Algonquin Provincial Park to take C camping for the first time. I spent my university summers working there, and I’m really excited to be bringing her there for the first time. So excited, in fact, that I looked up some Algonquin Park videos on the Friends of Algonquin website. They’re not quite as inspiring as the video shown every 12 minutes in the Visitor Centre, or as instructive as the Ministry of Natural Resources bear safety video (pro tip: yell “whoa bear!”), but they suited my purposes.
And now for a quick question: does anyone have any mountain bike recommendations for me?