I haven’t been to Manhattan Beach all summer, not that that’s a big loss or I haven’t been busy with other things. If I don’t get out on the water sailing once a week, it’s twice. MB seems like it’s not “my town” anymore. I see all the FB pictures of people still looking awesome in bikini’s in their 50’s. The one thing I wish I hadn’t missed is the English Beat, that would have been fun! I might have been creepy Heller showing up by myself.
I head down today w/ my new electric folding bike, a Pedego. There are a few hills I avoid or walk my bike up when I’m down there, be nice for that jump start up the hills. When you fold it up, it kinda looks like a wheelchair? The cover of the brochure looks like a senior citizen demographic (which is me?). I’m still fully capable of riding a bike!! I rode it without the battery about half way home from the store and then tried it out when I got to some hills to get used to it.
There are two places I could use the bump start, those beach hills and getting up to the Golden Gate Bridge. When I was a teen I had a moped to park at the beach to avoid parking. Uber has been convenient getting around, the extra traffic is very noticeable now. I have a love/hate with Uber, it’s starting to remind me of the traffic and cab drivers in Ciaro – they drive like crap.
The other great thing about it is it’s a folding bike, it can go in the boat or plane for transportation when I get someplace. The hard part is, I can’t lift it. I did it at the store and felt it for 2 days afterward. That part of getting older is really hard for me, I used to be so strong. When I dock, pull the plane out, now with the bike I always need help. Because I’m older too, it’s not like I’m the hot girl asking for help. Last week I was waiting for someone to walk by to help me getting the boat out and a guy said, “Sorry, I’m in a hurry and can’t help.” Late to sail? There’s really no such thing. I told him I didn’t need help and waited for anyone else helpful to walk by. I got Cap’t Ron with a cig hanging out of his mouth, still better than banging the boat into the side of the dock.
Excited to just dive in the water again, can’t do that here it’s too cold. It’s weird, lately when I do things it really reminds me of being a kid. That fog yesterday while we were sailing with sort of choppy waters always reminds me of going out on boats when I was in grade school. Going in the water in MB reminds me of heading down for a dip after school that was a few blocks from the beach. Nice to relive some good memories, now I can finally ride my bike up that beach hill!!