In an attempt to break any boredom one might be experiencing in the thick of the summer (is that possible?) we planned #antiboredom campaign 2013. This involved three key components: costumes, a pedal hopper and drinking – proof than one can drink and still enjoy a healthy lifestyle.
Concerned about my safety, Beaner was adamant that I not pedal and, instead, stand in the middle of the pedal hopper acting as bartender and, as it turned out, dance to the music as we (they) pedaled through the city streets.
By the time we hit the first bar, all of us in our wigs and most of us looking like we just stepped out of an 80s music video (audition), Live Longer was exhausted, “My legs are like noodles. I can’t pedal anymore.” I couldn’t feel her pain because my legs had been busy tending bar and dancing – no pedaling for the girl with the disability, but I was willing to trade her places and promised Beaner I would do so safely.
After quickly having a drink at the first bar stop, Beaner took center pedal hopper stage and Live Longer relaxed on the back bench while I pedaled near the front. Now I know why they say drinking and exercise don’t mix – that was a lot of work and a lot of the party wasn’t pedaling. That said, it is difficult to hear anything, to include, “pedal,” under the weight of synthetic hair.
Several bars later, we pedal hopped our way back to the first stop, a few people ditched their wigs, and we ventured, by foot, on to our next destination. With or without brakes, when we put the pedal to the metal and the metal to the pedal, there is no stopping #antiboredom.