Monday, April 23, 2012
Chalid's First Bicycle Race--Getting Family Culture
Chalid is adapting faster than a chameleon on a green leaf to life in our family. He is happily eating dinner as a family, helping with chores and cleaning, thinking of the F&M gym as part of life and riding bicycles a lot.
We are what Chalid's social worker calls an "active family." Yesterday Chalid saw active means serious about participating in amateur sports. I entered my fist bicycle race of the year because it was cold and raining. I put my bike and racing gear in the car the night before and decided if it was pouring I was going, if not, I would just ride. It rained all afternoon. At 230pm I put the boys in the car for a 65-mile drive to race in an industrial park in Lower Providence PA near King of Prussia.
When we got there, the organizers were thinking about cancelling the 55+ race. I showed up at 4pm and said I wanted to race--loudly. They decided to run the race. Only five racers lined up at the start. I have trained so little I was just happy to have a top-5 finish. We rode together for the first two of ten one-mile laps. At lap three, the strongest guy took off. I chased towing my teammate Kevin and the other two riders. Or I thought I was. Kevin got a flat. I towed the other two competitors around, wore myself out and watched them ride away. I caught third place with two laps to go. We sprinted for the finish and he won.
Nigel has been cheering for me since he could walk. I parked near the course. Each lap the boys would jump out and cheer as I went past, then get in out of the rain.
On the way home, I could explain to Chalid that showing up is sometimes the most important part of competing. He wants to race himself.
I'll ge thim started soon.