One of my older brother's Owen favorite stories to tell about clumsy Julia happened about 3 years ago.
We were on vacation in Acadia National Park in Maine,
And one of the days we decided to rent bikes and bike around the carriage roads that run through the park.
Now as a disclaimer if you don't know already, I am not coordinated.
So riding a bike can be quite tricky for me and quite hilarious for all those watching at times.
Sometimes I like to stick my knees out and pretend i'm Kermit the frog from the muppet movie.
Yeah most don't really find that funny...
Anyways, so were riding bikes and I like to kind of go all over the road.
It drives Owen crazy.
Well at one point, I may have just ridden my bike into a ditch, toppled over and started crying.
Me in a nutshell...
So bikes and I have never really been on that good of terms.
And now currently to get anywhere besides via walking or someone picking me up, I ride my bike.
Well the first day I rode I had to go to work.
Getting there was fine.
I didn't get hit or cause any major accidents.
But then after work the weather had other ideas and decided to rain.
And I of course didn't plan ahead so I didn't have a rain jacket.
So I decided to brave the storm in my shorts and captain america t-shirt.
Really good look going on here.
I find this entire situation hilarious and quite ridiculous for about the first two thirds of the ride home.
And then I get cold.
Really cold.
And i'm a born and raised Colorado girl so I can stand come cold.
But I was wet and cold and tired.
And done with this whole bike business.
Suffice to say when I got home I took a very long and hot shower.
But yes it is quite refreshing and terrifying to ride your bike in the rain.
But hell it happened.
And it was ok.
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