over the weekend: bike ride to summerfest
After spending our Saturday morning cleaning and doing house chores, T. and I hopped on our bikes and rode over to the ‘summerfest’ in town. We took a leisurely 1.5 mile ride to get there, mostly through backroads and neighborhoods, and then parked our bikes and walked around the event.
T. rode his gorgeous blue Bianchi and I managed to carry this ever expanding belly on my Raleigh Sports (amen for upright seating at this stage of the pregnancy!).
We ended up running into friends there, which was wonderful. We even found a little ‘beer garden’ set up where T. was able to enjoy a beer while I simply enjoyed my Jimmy Johns sandwhich. At first, our friends had some trouble getting into the beer garden with us because their 6 months old baby is not yet (obviously) 21 years old and ‘of age’. But a quick phone call to the local police department set matters straight and we were all able to grab a table and enjoy the live music over a cold one (well, all of us minus me and said trouble making baby). After a good couple of hours, we picked up our bikes and rode back home with full bellies and sunburned cheeks.
Our local summerfest wasn’t by any means the large and exciting music festival that Milwaukee has to offer but it was still a nice way to get out of the house, enjoy a quick bike ride, and spend time with some friends on a Saturday afternoon. And as I wrote in a recent post, I’m trying to actively seek out the things that my small town has to offer in order to make the most of my time here rather than wishing I were somewhere else. So far, it’s been a good summer with new friends made at prenatal yoga, bike dates with old friends, and weekends spent at local events in the community. This is definitely not as dismal of a situation as I talked myself into believing when I first moved here with lots of ideas and assumptions about what I needed in order to fall in love with a place. Increasingly those ideas have given way to an understanding that I mostly just need good people around me. It’s people that will make a place a home.
How did you spend your weekend?