Another weekend of pedaling around in circles is in the books ladies and gentleman. Nothing particularly exciting to write about, although I am finally turning down the suck-o-meter considerably and re-joining the ranks of those able to ride a bike againnot by much, but still.
Otherwise, more of the same, but before another installment of "mon-fri", I will be enjoying some delicious pizza and a little beer to set the "recovery" in motion and gear up for another fun filled week of my not so bad life.
...and that's word to big bird.
Otherwise, more of the same, but before another installment of "mon-fri", I will be enjoying some delicious pizza and a little beer to set the "recovery" in motion and gear up for another fun filled week of my not so bad life.
...and that's word to big bird.
I miss the bike racing, I miss the endless winding roads, the bakeries, the beautiful countryside right outside of the cities. I miss Leuven, Ghent and Antwerp, I miss Blauberg, West Meerbeke and Tielt Winge. I miss being able to take the train anywhere I want to go, and everything being closed on Monday. I miss frijts and curry ketchup and bike lanes all around.
I really miss the way that in Belgium it almost seems like anything goes. Im sure this sounds odd, but really I always feel like as long as Im not hurting anyone or doing anything completely stupid I can just go about my business in belgium, but then Ive never stayed for more than 2 months.
Europe makes a lot more sense to me in a lot of ways, so I guess I miss that too, part of me always feels like Im home when Im there...
Yay Belgium for Sure!!