To Borrow a Phrase "I Don't Go Very Fast, But I Go Pretty Far"
A bicycle is still the best Christmas gift I have ever received. It brought me freedom of motion as well as freedom of imagination. On my bicycle, in my mind, I have traveled throughout this world and into many others!
When one is living in a large city that happens to be relatively flat, little to no humidity, whose city fathers are appreciative to bicyclists then why should one deprive herself of something that brings such pleasure? Even if one compromises with ones best friend and dons the dreaded, no more wind in the hair, helmet it would still be worth it! To be free, feeling strong, on a bike and daydreaming all the way to work, ah well, compromises must be made.
However, truth must also be faced.
1. One of us is not as young as one used to be.
2. One of us has never felt ones age, inside.
3. One of us had to face the fact that one had aged not many years ago when one attempted to ride a bicycle again.
4. One of us is exaggerating when one said that was the one and only time one of us has been on a bike since that time. (one of us tried to ride three times…one of us hurt so bad the tears lasted forever!)
5. One of us desires to exercise and lose weight.
6. One of us is walking regularly and one of us walked for forty minutes this week! (one of us also had to sleep in the next day/until after one o’clock in the afternoon.)
7. One of us is going to get what she/uh/one wants.
I was given a bike at a very young age, I remember the Christmas day and it was unseasonably warm for Birmingham, Alabama so my sister and I enjoyed our new Bikes right away. I do not remember falling down; I had been practicing on one of the neighbors out grown rusty bike with training wheels that summer. All I remember is getting on, my sister and I sharing one blinding grin of delight and then we were off! Because of the era that I grew up in, my sister and I had a six square block area in which we were allowed total freedom; go and be home before dark was the rule other than the area we were allowed. Those were good times, wonderful memories. I have ridden a bicycle on and off through my life up until I was in my middle thirties. Once it was time to get our kids bicycles, I stopped.
I should never have done that.
Because now I have to get my body to meet my mind and learn to ride all over again. Of course, all of this is contingent upon Hubby’s begrudging acceptance that his something something year old wifey will actually be able to safely arrive at Point B once out of his sight from Point A.
Now, don’t get the idea that my hubby is some old seal who is so macho he won’t ever allow (ha, as if) wifey to ride again. Let’s just say that he is a bit protective. OK very protective. It’s his love for me as well as his personality as well as the seal part. I get that. However, living in our heart home and having seen the Wonderful changes in this city this something something year old is panting in anticipation of meeting the seven year old inside of her, once again.
Please Honey Please!
I begin my attack quietly, smilingly, sweetly speaking
Of reminding Honey I am in my heart home, this is different
Instantly I realize my critical choice of words has cost me
In this will of wits I would have to be more cautious.
After all, he is my best friend and knows my history
Including the last time I rode a bicycle...that did not go well at all
But I have huge hopes and I am optimistc I will prevail!
Stay tuned my friends for her wsh come true
Instead of Santa, it will be My Hubby that will come through!
But What Kind?
Now, my favorite has always been just an ordinary, one speed bicycle. One speed so called because the only speed it goes is as hard as you can peddle! I do remember messing with my little brothers ten speed bike…the chain was never the same after that ride…oh well, he was a boy, he didn’t care…much.
There are many different kinds on the market today. I even went through the MANY bicycle shops on line here in my desert home. Goodness, some are very pricey. I think my first car cost as much as some of these bikes! I do not want to ride one of those even on a test drive! If one needs to insure the thing, it had better have a moon roof, a spoiler, electric seats and a music box that won’t quit! Oh, wait, that’s my Saturn Ion coup J third one I’ve had and the best so far…but I need to walk and ride a little more…it can sit and look pretty, it does that soooo well!
The one absolute is a double basket over the back wheel. I saw one that folds up if you don’t need it! How cool is that? The other absolute is a big comfy seat and handlebars that I don’t have to reach too far out nor hunch over to reach. I think a twenty-six inch wheel should be just right, as I am not one to walk around with my head (literally) in the clouds. J I amuse myself…can’t help it, comes from a lifetime of hearing “Short people got nobody” and other such references. Then a bicycle that has fat tires but not a mountain bike, just nice fat tires to make it easy to roll and steer. Then if one does get ones proficiency back to where one is able to turn loose of the handlebars on quiet residential roads ones best friend would probably never be the wiser!
What do you mean you’re gonna tell? Well! This is a fine thing I must say! After all the stories and amusing but little known facts I have shared!
OK! FINE THEN! GO ON AND TELL!
I wasn’t really going to do it …probably not nearly as exciting as I remember anyway…maybe… (Heavily sigh filled with regret sounds offstage)
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haha I did it you guys! oh I hope this helps my plea to hubby :) arent I just the most sneakiest!
Merry Christmas Barbara!
#1, Rudolph Way
North Pole, Canada
HO HO HO
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
What a nice surprise Barbara!
Thank you for sending me your email all the way from Tucson! Speaking of Tucson, did you know that the elves love to listen to The Bobby & Brad "Good Clean Fun" Show on 94.9MIXfm because they read the "Emails to Santa" every morning? The Net sure is wonderful because now I never feel lonely all the way up at the North Pole. I can get those wonderful Christmas emails any time of the year now, but it's always special when I get one from you, Barbara.
Well bless my whiskers, Barbara! Are you fibbing to ol' Santa Claus?!? You can't possibly be 56 years old already! Why it seems like only yesterday that I was leaving presents for a certain little girl and here you are now, practically one of Santa's elves! (*grin*)
Sorry the presents the last little while probably haven't been quite as exciting as they were when you were a little girl but, well, you know how these things go (*wink*). Anyway, Santa's glad to see some of the 'older kids' (not to mention anyone in particular!) still take the time to write. I also hear you've been a sorta good girl. (Of course, you won't mind if I do a little checking, will you? HO!! Ho!! ho!!).
Let's see what you put in your letter for Christmas wishes: 1. one speed bicycle with a doube; 2. basket onn tha back and; 3. and that is all!!. HO!! Ho!! ho!! I see there's a bike on your list. That's a great present! Of course, you'll have to promise me you'll always wear a helmet and follow all the safety rules. Now one thing about a bike is that its very hard to fit a lot of them into the sleigh. So, I hope you won't be too disappointed if we can't fit enough of them in for everyone this Christmas.
Oh yes, before I forget Barbara, the elves really want you to visit my new blog! It is called Santa Claus' Christmas Blog. My blog is all about Christmas, life at the North Pole, and me, Santa Claus ! You can even write messages to me and see what others have written. I can hardly wait to see what you write!
Oh! oh! I just got a report from an elf that a little girl who lives close to you was being very naughty! Guess I better end my letter to you so I can change my Naughty & Nice List again. Take care Barbara and don't forget to come back and visit me here at EmailSanta.com on Christmas Eve!! And remember... only 72 more sleeps until Christmas!!
With All My Heart,
P.S. I've attached a special postmarked copy of your email below so you can print it off and show it to all your friends or put it on your fridge.
NOTE: Because this is a special letter from Santa Claus, it cannot be bookmarked! Please print your letter now to keep it or click on <File>, <Save As> to save your letter now. Then, to share your letter with family & friends, just attach the saved file to an email! Merry Christmas!
Dear Santa Claus,
My name is barbara. I am a girl and I am already 56 years old!! I live in the great city of Tucson. Of course, that's in Arizona, United States, but I'll bet you knew that!! This year I've been so good that, well, ok, maybe my halo has been to the repair shop a few times this year.
Santa Claus, some things I might like for Christmas this year are:
- one speed bicycle with a double ;
- basket on the back; and,
- and that is all!!.
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