Wednesday, March 16, 2011
I renamed all the streets in my neighborhood and here is why.
Today is the birthday of my nephew, Ethan, and since he was a bike guy extraordinaire, I decided to take my first bike ride of the season to commemorate him.
This was an ambitious endeavor, since it followed a night of insomnia and two hours of intensive yard work. We passed up any notion of traversing Heart Attack Hill--our nickname for a particularly steep street near our house. But we did glide past Pulmonary Plateau, pedaled meaningfully through Osteo Avenue and came to a pathetic halt around Coronary Corridor.
As I told my husband, "My goal is to be so freaking sore tomorrow that I won't be able to tell which aches are from which activity." I am confident that I will get my wish.
Happy Birthday, Ethan. I miss you.
Life's an Expedition on Etsy.