“Not the hobby for us” said my thighs and butt

Well turns out riding a bike is like riding a bike! (Well, A LOT more wobbly) I didn’t fall off or run into anything. Many times I may have said (rather loudly) “Oh..SNAP CRACKLE POP” as I got on and started wobbling all over (trying not swear) I’m proud that I was able to hang in (barely!) for the 18 or so miles around Martha’s Vineyard as we stopped in a couple towns. I loved the downhill parts and where I could coast. My thighs and bottom might argue it is not the hobby for us. But in the end, all’s well that ends well (well I did have some bike marks on my leg 🤷🏻‍♀️and some kind of a bruise but nothing too debilitating) I also will be walking like a penguin for the rest of the night, as everything aches. We saw a lighthouse, some gingerbread houses (painted ladies I’d call them) and meandered around the shops. Also, added bonus of the day- I didn’t get sick AT ALL on either ferry ride! Thoroughly enjoyed it! With a little advil, I should sleep well tonight! 🙏🏻

Bun had to get moved for the bike helmet. I figured that was kinda important for my first bike ride in like 20 years.