Really, can I do this?
So, I didn't end up meeting the bike lady until this morning. Meaning, I've been on the island for over 36 hours without a car. Granted, I took a shuttle from the airport, then a taxi back out of town Friday night.
A shuttle to the parade and fireworks yesterday, a taxi home.
This of course, was after I got to paddle yesterday morning. (Yes, probably still my favorite activity ever with people whom wanted to welcome me back. Whom wondered where were the teenagers).
So, yesterday I paddled. Then I walked to the store and back to the condo. Then over to the trolley stop.
Today, I walked/ran to try and meet the bike lady again. I finally did meet her. I think I had walked/run about 6 miles. Then I rode my bike back to the condo. Walked to lunch to meet friends. Rode in the car to/back Costco.
Rode my bike - that doesn't have good brakes to the beach. Just for a couple hours - then back to the hale (home) again.
My legs are chaffed. I have a bit of color on my skin (or a few more wrinkles. Or both). My arms are sore.
Ah, the feeling I've been waiting for.
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