Back on track
I dug out our bikes from the back of the garage today. Em, I swear seeing your bike almost did me in. I went over to it and lovingly touched it all over trying to feel a connection to you. I got to feeling light headed and dizzy. I remember when we first bought them and those nerdy helmets and you laughed at how both of us looked so goofy wearing them. And it was so true. It was a lonely feeling pulling mine out of the garage and leaving yours behind. I gave it a bit of a tune up and took a quick spin down the road and back. It put it on its stand and let it sit in the driveway and went in the house. Pulling a beer from the fridge I could see it from the kitchen window on its stand all by itself. I pulled back a long hard swig on the beer and went and sat in the family room. After dinner I put it back in the garage next to yours. I guess there will be days like this to come for a very long, long time. I'm trying babe. Trying real hard. I plan on doing some more biking this summer. Get back into shape. Just not today. Maybe tomorrow. Will you join me? At least part of the way? Until I can go it alone. I miss you. Badly.