After owning a car for the last twenty two years, it has now been almost twenty two days since I rode in a car. Today is the twenty first day that I have been running and biking every where I go within a twenty five mile radius of my home. It doesn’t really seem like it has been that long and at the same time is weird to see it written down.
This week presented several firsts for me such as, meeting Amy for supper, aggravation regarding travel arrangements from Amy, first trail race since starting the project, and crossing the one hundred mile mark for weekly mileage total.
Amy and I are total opposites when it comes to most things including how early one should arrive at their destination. I prefer to show up early everywhere I go, sometimes to a fault, and my wife tends to show up, I wont say late, but definitely not early. Which brings me to how my week began.
This week started with me working later that normal on the last night of one of my photography classes. I was very apprehensive about leaving late, but knew that my job came first , so after making sure I had the client fully taken care of I left for class thirty minutes later than normal. After talking to Dan, and asking him to turn in my final assignment in case I was late, off I went. I knew that we were not covering any new material today but critiquing photos from everyone in class taken since the class began. I was very excited to see how well everyone had improved and hear what others had to say about my skills. I decided I would push a little hard to try and make up the time and ended up getting to class with time to spare. Needless to say I was a happy camper and the crisis had been averted.
Before I started my project, it was not unusual for my family to go out to dinner once or twice per week. Since starting on March the first, we have not been out to eat as a family, but I can now say that I have met my wife for dinner at least once. Mid week while my daughter was in Morristown visiting family and friends, Amy called me and asked if I wanted to meet her for dinner. After a brief discussion, we decided to go to Aubreys which is less than a half mile from our house. Amy stopped by the store and picked up some necessities after work, and suggested that we meet at seven pm. So, it was officially a date. I put on my Sunday best which included a pair of shorts, flip flops, and a zip up jacket and set off on one of my bikes. I ended beating her there, locked my bike to the fence, and went in and got us a table. We had a great dinner and then went our separate ways meeting back up at home.
A couple of days later, I received a call from Amy asking me to go shopping with her. Let me give you a run down of how a typical shopping trip goes with me and Amy. Once we arrive at the store, I will do a lap around the store in about two minutes looking at everything that I have an interest in and then I will go find Amy standing in the exact same location I left her. From that time on, I follow her around like a lost puppy, huffing and puffing the whole time until she can’t take it any more and we leave. I don’t mean to be insensitive to her needs but I just have a different shopping style. I, like most men, have a purpose when I go shopping and I go in get what I came for and leave, usually in under five minutes. So back to the phone call, she asks me if I want to go shopping for a new purse for her. You can imagine my excitement knowing that I would get to spend a couple hours walking around in small confined aisles looking at what appears to me at least to be the same purse over and over. So I told her that I did not want to go and she expressed that she was not happy about this whole non-car thing. Truth be told even if I had a car I still probably would not have gone either. She ended up meeting Chelsey and they decided on the lovely purse she is holding in the picture.
I ended the week with yet another first. I had a trail race on the south side of town which I decided to bike to since it was a little over fifteen miles to the event. I invited several people to come out and run with me and was very excited to have a couple of takers. The trail run was sponsored by the Knoxville Track Club and is one of their treddin trodden trail runs which ended up being six and one half miles. Once I arrived at the Ijams Nature Center, I verified my registration and then started looking for all my running buddies. I was happy to see three people that I had invited was able to make it. Dale one of my closest friends from Morristown was among those that showed up. After the race, we decided to meet for brunch at the Tomato Head I told him to give me a head start and I would meet him at the market street garage. I arrived at the market street garage, locked my bike to a rack, and started changing clothes on the sidewalk. Ok, I will admit that with the beard, backpack, and bike I look a little bit homeless while changing clothes on the sidewalk. Maybe that is why families cross to the other side of the street when they see me. I am just kidding about the families of course. Once we had placed our order, Dale politely informed me that he almost ran over me while heading to the restaurant. We both joked about not wanting to make that call to Amy, “Honey I am in the hospital, Dale ran over me.”
After lunch, me and Dale went our separate ways, he to Morristown and me to West Knoxville. I finally made it home around one o’clock just in time to see both my ladies off to work and to get some much needed rest. This brought my daily mileage to thirty seven and I figure that would be it for the day. When Amy got home around five, she suggested that we walk to the grocery and take the dogs with us so we could get something for dinner and return a red box movie. After the two mile round trip, my day was offically over and my daily mile total had climbed to thirty nine.
I have been using dailymile.com to track my mileage, and after entering all my trips for the day I realized that my weekly mileage was at one hundred and fifteen miles.