i rode today! will i pay for it tomorrow? in dividends because i'm already paying it in my legs from simple pedaling. my back is feeling it from rolling 708 (the official name and editon # of my trike; "baby" is the most common affection) out of and into my apartment. hopefully the latter part will get easier because facing auto traffic and possible dogs is enough to discourage me sometimes.
my wonderful friends (husband/wife and kids girl/boy) helped me get a setup that i use to mount/dismount. a ramp and grab bars are the major parts i use. we tease each other unmercifully but they are the best of friends. some of our differences are so great that an outsider might wonder how we became and stay friends. we went for a brief ride around my new neighborhood that i'd never seen and afterwards to the all you can eat pizza place i used to work at. needless to say, the calories consumed outpaced the calories burned.
in an effort to keep this blog in theme "about a girl" (which i forsee changing at some point) my trike (see pic) transcends a physical object. i've accumulated some stuff in my years as we all do but if i lost it, i'd just call my insurance guy and barely bat an eye at if he said it wasn't covered. but baby is precious.
about five years ago when i first saw the trike on the web, i became obsessed. i just do not have an obsessive cell in my body. or so i thought. it's a machine unlike another.
i was concerned mostly with getting off the thing. the top of the seat is a mere 11 inches from the ground. i hounded the manager/owner in england with a lot of questions. you can only buy this trike online or used. i have yet to see another. i'm sure he tired of me but i wanted to make sure before i spent that kind of money. money is the tie to the theme of this blog.
i had the money if i robbed a small but obscure savings account that actually had a huge interest rate but no way to add otherwise. so i took a chance of asking my ex for a loan. it happened quickly and she said yes and that i needn't pay her back. but i pay my debts and i also wanted an excuse to stay in contact with her. she had been diagnosed with breast cancer one year prior and refused any assistance from me. she lived four hours away by car and i would have dropped everything to be there for her. i was unaware the progression of the cancer. i was told not to worry because she had the same physician as lance armstrong.
i ordered the trike and it took way too long to get to me as it was about two months behind expected delivery. she died in august and baby didn't get to me until september. besides offering me a freedom to go places and a chance to get healthy and meet people that my pickup rarely offers, this mix of aluminum, rubber, carbon fiber, and other metals is more than just what it appears. i'd give anything to send her those monthly checks.
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Paying off debts does possess a freedom.
I'm sorry she didn't live to see what her investment bought - but I think she was investing in you - not your purchase. She may have been your ex, but it seems that she was loyal and loved you until the day she died.
thanks for your comment q. i appreciate you. i guess i can create any scenario i want but i think the reality is a bit harsher. yes, she still cared for me as our breakup was quite amenable. i always joke to some women upon hearing their horrer-filled divorces that they should have divorced me
since i took very little of her financially in the decree. the tiny bit i did ask for with my trike probably made her feel a little less guilty.
Hey congrats on getting back out there, I hope you enjoyed the ride!
thanks! i did! i can't wait to expand my riding territory. seeing this town from my trike will make it all new again.
"never drove it?" are you confusing my trike with a motorcycle, faith? go to my photos to see my trike.
that's fine. i am just easily confused is all. doesn't take much to do that. speaking of motorcyles, i have actually been offered to ride (as a passenger of course) a couple times and i accepted but something happened and the chance never materialized. i sorta wonder how i would handle it. i mean, most people that are in car wrecks get back in a car.
I'm so glad you were able to ride! Freedom for you... yahoo. Queenie's comment was right on. Ride like the wind, enjoy it and do it in honor of her!