Nice day for a bike ride ay?

Today I learned why I don't venture out as much as I should...to excercise. I spent a half an hour on the treadmill and then decided to take the boys out on a walk. When I got out to the shed I saw my bike...hmmmm...maybe just maybe this could be fun. Greg and I take the boys out for bike rides a lot but hooking up the stroller to my bike seems to be tricky...but I decided today was a great day for a bike ride! Humph!! After much effort, (this would usually count as my workout...geez) I got the dang thing hooked on!! Yeah! I took it out for a test run because once I put in on backwards and about killed myself and my children when I tried to take a turn. Greg came home and tried it and said, "Hey, its on here right, I don't know what you are talking about!!" He took off down our drive way and turned to go on the street and about did a 360 with the stroller in tow....I couldn't help but laugh at him. Teach him to mock me and my biking abilities!! Anyways, it seemed like it was on there right. For the most part we had an enjoyable ride. It was beautiful and there was some flock of something making a lot of noise in the sky and doing some awesome formations. I was feeling like a pretty good and "exercisable" mother. (It's a shame you can't lose weight from one bike ride!!) Well, after about the 321st time the stoller fell off of the bike I decided it was time to head home. We were pretty far from home and I knew we'd encounter at least 50 more times of it falling off when all of a sudden my pedal was acting weird. I was trying to figure it out without crashing into the sidewalk when OF COURSE....my pedal fell off. I stopped the bike just in time for my dang stroller to fall off once again. Crap!! I was far away from home and I needed a wrench or whatever the heck that tool was that those nice workers used to put my pedal back on. Yes, I ventured out and asked a complete stranger(s) to help me with my pedal.... Shocking I know...I figured it was taking the risk of being attacked by a stranger or walking the couple of miles back home pushing my stupid bike and my children. (For those who just entered the picture...I'm freakishly paranoid!!!) well, we made it home after being gone for 2 hours and as we pulled in my large 2 year old that I've pulled around for two hours says, "yeah, we're home...I'm tired!!!!" Me too buddy...me too!!! Here's to rainy days and a treadmill!!! (just kidding..it was fun...and I may possibly do it again!!)..........(next spring)