For those curious, I am 10 days in to my 30 day 300 mile challenge. I have only ridden 52 miles. So… It’s not looking good. On the other hand, I’ve ridden over 50 miles in the last ten days. Go me!

Oh! And my time is steadily improving. Yesterday, on my ride home, I made my record time… 16 minutes, 47 seconds. And that includes the pause I had to make for the guy to yell at me about riding on the sidewalk.

A friend at work was telling me about his daughter’s search for bathing suits for her daughters (his grand-daughters), and how they were all very revealing. He didn’t want to say the word “sleazy”, but it’s what he was saying.

And so his daughter came up with a term for how these sorts of clothes make kids look… Prostitots.

I think that one would make Doug Wilson jealous.

If anyone is interested in my progress, last week I took the week off, so I didn’t ride to work at all. The previous week I rode Monday (like I said), then Tuesday, took Wednesday off, and then rode in again Thursday. I didn’t go to work Friday, but I did ride to a prayer meeting in the morning.

Then I rode today. So, I’m still on the… wagon? Cart?

In fact, I signed up for a challenge today on MapMyRide.com to ride 300 miles in the next 30 days. That means I will have to put some miles on outside of my commute. We’ll see if I pull that off.

The girls have developed a game while riding in the car. There’s a sign in town that has a big shark on it, and when we pass it they shout, “Shark!”. Similarly, when they see flowers growing, they shout, “Flowers!”.
Ashley, in a successful attempt to further develop the game, made the following rules,

• When you see a flower growing on a tree, you shout, “Tree!”
• When you seea flower growing on a bush, you shout, “Bush!”

Upon hearing these new rules, Fiona decided she had a good one to include… If you see a flower on a soccer ball.. a girl’s soccer ball, you shout, “Soccer Ball!”

ping is a duck.
fiona is a girl.
phin is a boy
ash is a princess.

I am geneva.
men are running to the house.

The girls were at the table yesterday, eating their lunch of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

Ashley: Isn’t it funny that it’s called peanut butter? It has butter in it.
Geneva: No, it doesn’t have butter. I think they call it peanut butter because it looks like butter.