I used to have all these words and thoughts cooking in my head and blogging here was this outlet, like touching my finger to a socket and the words and thoughts would flow out, but that's not the case these days so here are some pretty photos of sights we saw while on a quick school-night bike ride on the 17 mile Arkansas River Trail in North Little Rock and Little Rock.
A lawn-mover-esque aircraft over hay bales.
My spandex bike look. Pink/Black/White 4ever.
I can never capture Matt smiling on camera - he makes a scowl at my camera but I caught him while biking.
I don't feel that great about this outfit. The butt-pad shorts feel DISGUSTING but it's a must for road bike times.
I'm still not on clips yet and I don't care.
Matt used to obsess about getting a bike-storage situation in our apartment but I actually like them parked by the window like decoration. They stay.