The temperature was all over the map. One day we're in the 30's, another, it's 82. My poor veggie garden doesn't know what to think. But the one thing that was consistent was the wind.
Now I tend to be a little wimpy when it comes to the wind. I've never been a strong biker, but I do love the speed of getting around town on a bike. Walking takes twice as long and it's WAY easier to haul a watermelon on your bike than by hand. Just trust me on this! So in the past, I've pretty much ridden my bike anytime the wind was less than 15 miles per hour. Beyond that, I just chalked myself up to super wimp.
Well, it turns out it has nothing to do with wimpy. One day, with plans to eat lunch downtown, I hopped on my bike fully aware the the winds where whipping around at 15-20 miles per hour. Tired of my wimpy nature, I decided to suck it up and just pedal my way downtown. I mean it's only a 20 minute ride and I left plenty early in case I had to go REAL slow.
Right, my little legs were just fine on the ride, the problem was that I had very little control over the bike. The wind gusts were so strong that it was impossible to bike in a completely straight line (aka, it was hard to stay out of the way of traffic). No problem, right? Just ride on the sidewalk. Well, that particular day was trash day and the sidewalks were full of Texas-sized 96-gallon trash cans. The street was my only option.
Well, since I'm here to tell you this, I obviously survived, but it was an experience I'd like to avoid again. So from here on out, I'm no longer a wimp. I'm just safe.
As for biking through the month, I was still out and about on my bike as long as the winds were less than 15 mph. I took my normal trips to the natural food store, the library, the post office, the pharmacy, and the vet. I even mapped out a couple new routes this month 1) to the local produce market where I can find local fruit from time to time, and 2) to a local printer who has been helping me with my market/festival booth brochures.
I seem to get a little braver every month and biking has become less of a struggle and more an adventure. Sure, I had to walk downtown a few days when the winds were in high gear, but I got where I needed safe and sound (and extra hungry - good thing my favorite restaurant is downtown!). Pedal power is truly alive and well.