on the road again

[topaz]

Yesterday's little jaunt did nothing to quench the boys' thirst for riding, so this evening we returned to the Minuteman Trail.	This time I followed on rollerblades.
"But..." said Rosa. "Won't that just make him go .... faster?"	Still going strong at the 128 overpass.

We went as far as Massachusetts Avenue in Lexington before we turned around. The Mass. Ave. intersection is well past the 2½ mile mark from Bedford, and by my estimate is closer to three miles. We got back to the car a little more than an hour after we started, and while Morgan admitted to being "maybe a little tired," and did not object to getting in the car, it was also clear that he would happily have continued pedaling for who knows how long.

That's a six-mile round trip.

SIX MILES.

To put that in perspective, that's SIX MILES. It's TWICE AS MANY YEARS AS QUINN IS OLD. (for another day or so, at least.)

When I was a kid riding my bike on Nantucket, it was three miles from our house to the Surfside Beach on the south side of the island. I didn't do that six-mile round trip on my own bike until I was about twelve years old, and even then it was a significant effort.

I am a little stunned. I was hoping to get Morgan excited about biking early, but had not quite expected that even my Energizer Bunny kids would have this kind of enthusiasm. At least I probably don't have to worry that they'll be grown and in college before I have a chance to do a century. :-)