This weekend, there was much rain.
There were sick children who needed supervision while healthy children went to their dance lessons.
There was a skiing-based playdate, and then a Little League game… 60 miles from the ski resort and 35 miles from the house (the league is near my ex’s house, not mine. Do not ask how we managed to live 35 miles from one another. It’s a loooong, ugly story).
No bikes were harmed in the making of my weekend.