One ride in

Well, the two-hour ride that I hoped for over the weekend didn't happen. Instead, I did a little over an hour on Sunday evening, which was fine. A bit over 20 miles around the area, through some neighborhoods. I also learned that if you're going to run red lights, make sure there's not a police officer behind you. After running the last light of the evening, he pulled up alongside me and asked if I knew I was supposed to stop for those. Yes. Why'd I go? Cause it was clear. You can get killed doing that. Ok. Sorry.

I suppose I can wait for some red lights. Eh. It just slows things down and kills all the momentum.

Anyway.

The weekend was low-key. Maria got some more driving in, including a very nice parking job at the mall. I was very impressed. It was one of those tight right-then-left jobs that she nailed without having to reverse. Otherwise, just a rehashing of old routes and new techniques for holding the wheel to make turns a little more comfortable.

Asim's also doing very well. All he wants to do now is play, play, play. I'm amazed at how few toys he really requires. Magazines, boxes and people are all he really needs. Which is fine by me. He's getting to the point where he can stand for about 2-5 seconds before falling on his butt. Apparently the hard falls onto his butt don't bother him, either. Stand, fall, stand, fall. Smile, laugh, stand, fall. Good times.

I didn't ride in this morning, and for good reason. Namely, I need to get my stuff (computer, papers) back to the apartment for the trip to Omaha tomorrow. Also, it's going to be bloody hot here in the afternoon. 90F+. I don't do that. I hate it because I know in the morning on days like this it's freakin' perfect, but an hour back in this is just too brutal. I guess I'll have to do pushups in the hotel room over the next few days and then get some evening rides in over the weekend to make up for all of this.