the bike races, the bike races and not always the brightest
“The bike races!” “The bike races!” That’s what I heard most of Friday because the girls were evidently very excited about our future attendance with the neighbors to the International Cycling Classic & Superweek Pro Tour in downtown Kenosha. Since Mike is an avid cyclist riding his bike to/from work many days during the warmer weather, our neighbor who also likes to cycle thought we’d enjoy the event. The streets were blocked off into a 1-mile circle that the cyclists had to do for 100K (or about 62 miles). It was fun to watch the cyclists and get ready for them to come around each time. A car drove in front of them and would honk at each intersection to make sure it was all clear for the riders. Annie and Mimi really got into it, too, and decided to root for a particular biker, namely 186. Annie did not give up on shouting for him every single time the bikers came around the corner. Persistence.
Here’s what it looked like seeing the cyclists pass us. Notice the girls’ Hawaiian barrettes?
As the night sky grew darker my shutter speed slowed down, so capturing the cyclists was just a blur.
Lastly, have a look at what we heard and saw each time the cyclists passed us by. You can also hear Annie’s cheering for the random cyclist 186.
httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bQ-8MHTkeNU
In other news, Mimi doesn’t quite understand why putting on her jacket and zipping it up while wearing a seatbelt doesn’t exactly work.
