Destination: Erik's Basketball Game - Severna Park Middle School
Miles Completed: 35.3 miles round trip.
Learned / observed: My shadow makes me look skinny with the sun at my back!
Racing a motor scooter on my bike is fun.
I love watching my kids play sports.
Dark Ride: Yes at start and finish, but also daylight portions near the office.
Wow - what a great day to be out on the bike. It was warm, 50 deg this morning.. in February!! I left the house a little later than normal about 6:10 am or so and enjoyed a fantastic sunrise. A few miles later I had to stop and take the shot below. I love how the sun at my back in early morning or late evening creates long shadows. Makes me look skinny!!
My usual routine when I get to work is to clean up, change in to work clothes, and spend a few minutes browsing my favorite blogs and comics on line while I enjoy a cup of coffee and snack, usually a banana or a granola bar. Then I begin my work day. Today's blogs included a very entertaining post by MG about how bikers simply can't resist racing each other when there is usually little point to it, especially while commuting through the urban jungle. She's right, there is no point, and yet we often can't help ourselves. Read her post, she tells it better than I do. I enjoyed it and my coffee then got on with the work day.
But the real fun was after I left work. (Isn't that usually the best part of work?) I was headed to the middle school to watch my son (Erik age 8) play in his 2nd playoff game of this basketball season. That's right they won the first playoff game last night!!!
On the way as I was heading south on Oakwood Dr crossing under Rt 100 by the hospital; a fellow on a small motor scooter pulled up awkwardly to my right in the same lane even though I had positioned myself at the light to the right side of lane. Not sure what he was up to, and since he had a motor, I let him pass when the light changed to avoid any conflict. He puttered on ahead and I thought that would be it. Well there is a gentle descent leaving the hospital at that area followed by a gentle rise. I could see he wasn't exactly setting any records once he reached the bottom and started to climb. I was going about 20 mph down the descent at that point and clearly gaining on him. The chase was on. I caught, and then dropped a guy puttering along with probably 50 cc's while climbing a 3% grade! Pointless.. absolutely. Dangerous... not there but it could be if one isn't careful. Filled with self righteous pride and feeling a little smug... ABSOLUTELY!! It was a few miles later as I approached the middle school on Jumpers Hole that I recalled MG's post and realized I'd done exactly the same thing.
At the ball game I was drafted for clock duty. I look silly enough in a day glow yellow bike jersey and my riding glasses with my little wire mirror attached sitting by the sideline cheering. Now I was suddenly thrust in to an important role as part of the officiating crew. This was a big deal. I was in an important position now and feeling a little self conscious in my bike kit. Okay not really, I just sat there starting and stopping the game clock when the refs blew the whistle. Everyone enjoyed the game though Erik and his teammates came up a few points short. In the brutal arena of single-elimination playoffs that meant the end of their season. They played well and held their heads up like great sports.
After the game, the sun had set and I rode the final few miles home. There I enjoyed a great beef stew dinner that my wife had prepared in the crockpot and caught up with the kids and their day. Now I'm posting this and then heading to bed to do it all again.