Nobody is posting on the blog!.. let's get this going again?

We (Sabine and I) have been off the water this weekend because of the zoo of boating wildlife populating the charles for the 4th of July. I'm down with my family in Mystic right now, and my dad has been glued to the telly watching the tour de france. I was looking for my headphones this morning so I could listen to my ipod as I worked out but they seem to be missing and so of course my pops suggested I watch the race. Other than the fact that it's probably more commercials than biking ("I mean, I don't mind the biking commercials!" - mi padre) it actually worked pretty well. I always do enjoy watching racing sports. My dad kept popping his head in eagerly like "they've gone 100 miles!" and "Watch out for the sprinters!" It was pretty cute.

Now I'm off to try pedaling on his old (from the 70's!) road bike. He's going to help me though. I tried it out yesterday to see if we could go riding together, but I'm used to the obese tires on my rusty purple mountain bike and it was pretty wobbly and frightening. I finally got balanced and moving forward and even had one sneaker clipped into the cages and was trying to attempt the other when I realized that I was on a rapidly growing downhill, that the brakes were on the vertical part of the handles and not on the horizontal part that I was holding, and I was too insecure and unstable to move my hands up to the breaks while I was moving that "fast". That, and, it turns out Margaret is actually taller than me, because she'd been using the bike earlier and I couldn't get the foot that wasn't clipped in anywhere close to touching the ground. After a near collision with a mailbox I got my foot on the ground and put the bike away. Dad insists that with his help round II will go better. We'll see I guess. I don't know how these guys in the tour de france go 40 mph (is that right? That seems really fast. That's what my dad keeps saying though) without dying of fear. My dad was laughing at my nervousness so I crankily told him I would put him out in a racing single with no experience and no help and see how he likes it.

Anyways, post some stories. Or pictures.