Monday, April 13, 2020

Ready to Ride

After I finish checking the tires and the chains one last time, we haul the bikes downstairs to the street, Katie's under her arm, mine balanced on my shoulder.

"Don't carry your bike like this if your legs are short," Katie chastises herself as she struggles to wrangle wheels and pedals and tubular frame that seem to fight her like a living thing.

She heads out the door and to the sidewalk and fixes her helmet while I lock up behind us. I come down the stoop, she looks up at me and smiles.

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