The mini van is on the fritz and it will not be ready until tomorrow so in the mean time we are a one car family. E drove the kids to the park today and I rode my bike there. Now it's important you have a clear mental picture of the things I saw and most importantly, the things I imagined. My grizzly little story begins with a scary encounter with a car around the corner from my house. I was crossing the street and he was turning the corner really fast. Needless to say I was terrified and my journey only went downhill from there. Finally I composed myself and was on my way. I was about half way there when I swear a man on a bike was following me. Now that I think of it he may have been trying to just pass me up. I imagined him throwing me off and stealing my bike. I would end up on the street half dead with no bike. Once I got out of that creepy little neighborhood across town I felt safe. I was on a busy street and could see the park from where I was. I got to the park in time to see my son hit a triple. I was a proud mom with soar legs.
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