Monday, August 20, 2007

velobaby is rolling . . . and chewing on his helmet

Sometime in early August, I staged a bit of a sit-in with Miguel. I was done relying on public transit to get us around, and figured we'd just stay home and wilt in the summer heat until we rigged up something for my bike. Perhaps the final straw was our unsuccessful bid to go swimming with our friends, referenced with optimism in the previous, "sleeping, butt in air" post.

Holstein Park is a mere 1.5 miles away, but its hours are tricky. We needed to be there before noon. Miguel's nap went very long, so we didn't get to the bus stop until a little past 11am. "No problem," I thought. "Even a few minutes of splashing in the kiddie pool will be fine."

Alas, we waited over 20 minutes. I could have biked there and back while we sat and studied the etchings on the bus shelter. In fact, we could have just walked.

The pool was closing up when we finally arrived, but we did find Julie and Zoe, who is 2+, at the neighboring park. They are unconstrained by the bus, because she is big enough to be carried on a rear bike seat. I eyed the seat lustfully.

We salvaged the excursion by playing at the park and going out for lunch. Then, we took the Armitage bus back home. The ride did not last long, as the driver saved time by literally careening into each stop with an open door: "Let's go, let's go!" he barked.

As we sped closer to Kimball, I rang the bell, and flexed my muscles. Miguel clung to me in his backpack, and I clung to the backs of seats as we fought whiplash and made our way to the doors. "A bicycle has to be safer than a lurching bus," I thought.

Before the day was over, I had resolved to move forward with plan Bike. Our pediatrician gave us the green light even though Miguel is under one (the standard OK age for biking), since he is big for his age, and can hold his stiff neck up with no problems.

We are mighty grateful to Josh and Krista who lent us their Cougar Chariot while we decide if we want to stick with a trailer (which stresses me out when crossing intersections, but is weather protected, allows us to keep rear rack cargo capacity and contains our go, go, go guy while we are transitioning) or use a more nimble bike seat like Zoe's.

So far, the trailer is working out fine for the short trip to day care. We are having problems with his helmet though--he just wants to play with it and chew its straps. It also keeps sliding down, so until we can that figure out, we'll still be on CTA for the grander adventures.




4 comments:

L said...

Nice post and photos! You guys are our inspiration; so far Ms V has had only one successful trailer trip, and one failed. I will try it again to the Y tomorrow (finally joining), but am terrified. I think the on-bike seat will be for us.

Laura said...

It's wonderful to see these pix of Miguel! He is so big and adorable. I can't wait to see him in person again...we're planning for a visit to Chicago this fall. Pablo's big news is that he has successfully ridden without training wheels several times now! Time flies...we'll see how Delia takes to bikes in a few more months.

Jessica said...

yay -- Congratulations! We are now on the road too! I'll send a photo of Sashabear in his trailer and helmet today.

T.C. O'Rourke said...

Daisy just never took to the Burley trailer.

Does Miguel ever jump out and back away from it, growling as he drags it towards him?

Maybe it's just a dog thing...