Fair Part Two
You may have heard about our family's Father's Day tradition, in which Kristi, Emma and I ride our bikes to downtown Minneapolis and Kristi blows out her knee in the process. We've done it for two straight years.We've now added the Fair to the mix. After physical therapy and stretching exercises and yadda yadda yadda, Kristi felt ready for the ride to the fairgrounds. (It's about six miles, following a roundabout route to avoid the worst of the hills and traffic.) She did all of her stretching in advance; I took the rear rack off my bike so that Kristi wouldn't have to pull Emma's AllyCat. None of it helped; by the time we reached the fairgrounds, Kristi was in pretty severe pain.
Fortunately, walking doesn't hurt her; it's riding (and stairs) that cause the pain. So we were able to spend the day at the Fair without issue. Kristi wouldn't let me go home solo and come back to pick her up (as I did last Father's Day), so the ride home was slow and (for some of us) excruciating. At least it didn't rain en route; it had been showering on and off all afternoon, but we stayed dry all the way home.
While we were gone, we got a new driveway and garage slab. The neighborhood kids, who have been using our former garage site as a BMX track, are going to be really, really disappointed. This makes me happy.
posted by MeanMrMustard @ 6:55 AM
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