A Leopold look-alike
(but Leopold is stuck in 5th gear)
I want to write about my day today while I'm at home eating my lunch. Today I made record time on my way back to home from class. Usually when I make the trek home, the wind is blowing against me and it's uphill. Maybe it was because I actually rode my bike the whole time up the hill instead of hopping off. Now, I'm not lazy...the story to follow will give you some insight into my bike I would like to name Leopold.
Every morning, I say I'm going to ride my bike to class cause it's only a 10 minute bike ride. But then I usually drive because I just don't have the energy or I'll be getting home when its dark after my full day is over. Today I woke up on time, 7 AM...ate breakfast, read scriptures, said prayers, and studied for my business writing test today. THAT is the start of a good day. I was proud of myself. Just wait, it gets even better and makes me chuckle.
I am leaving with sufficient time out the door to go hop on Leopold. I check my tires and the back one is a little low. I think, oh, it'll be a little slower ride cause its hard to push when your tires are sagging. Then I sit on it and my tire does not sound well on the pavement. I race back in to my apt to get my pump. Then my neighbors next door, they're from Africa...at least one is...and I'm thinking his friends were visiting. So I'm pumping air into my tire and this one guy with his accent...don't know what it is, I'm thinkin African...says, let me do that. Ok, haha, he was pretty much pushing me out of the way so he could help me. Its not that hard to pump air into a tire. But I appreciated it. He kept pumping though and I have always been afraid that a tire will burst from too much air. Finally I tell him its good, about as hard as a rock. I tell him thank you, he asks if I'm leaving to class and I say yes and then me and Leopold are off.
I get to my class early, puts another huge smile on my face. Then I take the test. My business writing test, I think it went well. I finished really early before anyone else had so I decide to check over the answers, thinking it couldn't be THAT easy. A few turn in their tests and then I feel better about finishing quickly. Such a relief. My life is so packed, especially Mon-Wed that I have to do homework in the order its due. It looks like I'm procrastinating but I have to do it the night before cause each night I have homework due in class the next day. I would call it prioritizing...very detailed prioritizing or I'll miss something. Tonight on the agenda, study for my accounting test tomorrow, Thurs night agenda--go on date and squeeze in a thorough assignment due the next day. My professor says it should take us students one to two hours. Ridiculous.
So, back to my bike ride home. I'm riding along behind 3-4 other bikers...one guy, his poor gears were screwy so I passed him. I felt sorry as I did cause I definitely know how that feels! People are always passing me. I turn down Beulah to go to Lake Mary and leave a few other fellow bikers who aren't taking the same route. I'm riding down the sidewalk, I know I'm not supposed to but southbound Beulah doesn't have a bike lane. It's pretty scary when cars are zooming by in a narrow lane. I reach the Lake Mary stoplight and wait for my signal to bike across the crosswalk. I notice one girl behind me on her bike. I'm used to people passing me so I'm staying to the side so she can. She doesn't. Then we both get to the small hill. She took the other fork in the sidewalk so I slowed down so she could go in front of me. But she was going as slow as me. Wow, another biker who's just as slow as me? That never happens. So I pass her by and she pulls up along side me and says, "Man, I hate hills." I agreed and said, "Yeh, especially cause my bike is stuck in 5th gear all the time." She breathes, "Mine's stuck in 7th." Ha, she passed my pity party up. We just laughed and talk about how other bikers are always passing us but they just don't understand. We have crappy bikes that we can't fix cause it's too expensive (maybe, I'm still needing to look into the price. I'm thinking if I can actually change gears, it'll help me be more motivated to ride my bike.)
We keep riding along and she's still by my side. I ask her if she lives in the Lodge, the apartments I live in. She does! And she's just a building or two away from me. I think she said her boyfriend lives in 148 which I think is one of my neighbors. She tells me her name, Erica, and I tell her mine. It's funny having a different name cause people either want to clarify that they said it right, or that it's "interesting," "weird," or "cool." Erica chose "cool" so she can be my friend. :) I've gotten this one a few times, "Are you French?" I can only laugh. And there's those who think they're so cool and bullyish (they don't think it but I do cause it's so old and immature) and they say "Polo." Anyway, back to Erica, me and Leopold. I comment how its funny how we met, while riding bikes because we're the unfortunate with crappy bikes who have to walk up hills cause we can't switch to 1st gear like all those other speedy bikers. We part ways and she says maybe we'll meet up again on our way to class, work, etc.
It is just a funny day that makes me smile and things are going smoothly. But I'll be prepared for tomorrow when I wake up late, forget to put deodorant on, drive my car and don't feel ready for my test. I'll just hope it's not that bad. So, if you're having a bad day...just remember there's friendly and helpful people around, well at least when a bike is involved. Maybe hop on your bike and see what happens to you. Haha, I'll agree, it's a little different cause I'm in a totally different environment. Do something different and it'll bring a little extra joy or spice to your life. And smile when it happens.
Back to work now...but so unfortunate, it's raining. ;) YAY, this means I have to drive my car. And I'm wearing a white shirt. Definitely car, sorry Leopold.