The Bite

My trusty steed and I went to the Bite of Seattle yesterday.  I rode the Burke-Gillman trail - 100% flat the entire way with the exception of a short climb up Dexter to get to the Seattle Center.  In my seemingly never ending desire to be a 'better" rider; stronger, faster, etc.,  I rode slowly - 10 MPH in to the bite.  It took me an hour and a half to get there.  But the weather was beautiful and the trail uneventful.

When I was married I always wanted to go to the Bite. My husband didn't like it at all - he hated the crowds.  As I walked, or rather shuffled - the crowds were jam-packed, I suddenly understood his discomfort.  I was really hungry and I couldn't decide what I wanted to eat.  Maybe there were too many choices?

I decided on Mexican, found a seat in the grass and listened to a concert.  On the way home I rode as fast as I could (partly because Penny and Scout needed their dinner!) and made it back in just short of an hour!