Bike Rides and No School
Posted by brittany | Filed under Uncategorized
You know that story that your grandparents tell you? The one where they say they had to walk to school in July when it is snowing, uphill both ways?? Well, I totally wish it was opposite and it was downhill both ways. Then I’d ride my bike to school every single day.
So this morning, as planned by me and Jourdan, we rode our bikes to school. It was quite fun actually. I was all full of energy, so biking to the Chevron to meet the rest of our friends was really easy. It was the perfect temperature and everything. Plus, it was pretty much all downhill... When we got to school, it was just like we didn’t even have school. I got a few people’s signatures and talked to a couple of friends. Soon, we were sort of forced out of the building, and so we sat on the grass for a bit. School technically ended at 11 o’ clock, and with the predicament of no food, some of us were gettin’ a little…… cranky. So we packed up our things and left for Wal-Mart. We biked as a group and ate lunch at Subway. YUM.
When it was time to go home, there were two options: up hill, or up hill…. hmmm….. I choose neither… BUT unfortunately, that was not the case. About half way up route A (riding alongside the highway) we decided it was too dangerous and way too hard to bike up, so we turned onto the back roads through our two cities. Route B was not much easier. Although we didn’t have a bazillion cars driving right beside us at speeds upwards of 65 mph, this route was looonngg and windy. This was a bit difficult, because I’m not Miss Ima-swimmeriwiththeenduranceofacheetah. Jourdan was cruising up that hill while I pretty much walked my bicycle up the long road. Kudos to Bryce for staying with me, even though he didn’t have to. 
After having a nasty prank pulled on me and going through an emotional phase of utmost horror, the three of us rode to Bryce’s house where he graciously tied Jourdan and my bike into the bed of his truck and drove us the last mile home. Let us just say that nearly 10 miles of biking is hard for a girl, I’ll tell you. (That, plus I’m a wimp. ) Now, as I cradle my sunburnt arms and glare at the bruises on my ankle, I still look back on it and have to smile. It was really, really fun. I would totally ride my bike to school every day, it didn’t take that long, considering it was downhill pretty much the whole way. But if I did? I would probably make someone with a truck drive me home.
The only good thing about this experience is, is that the time that I was at school? IT WAS THE LAST DAY! YAHOO!!! NO SCHOOL! NO SCHOOL! NO SCHOOL! NO SCHOOL!!! 
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