Last week I had to do two grocery runs. Not bad, considering I’m feeding six here, and going to the store by bike. I took a couple of pictures after one of my trips, because the novelty of the situation is pretty amusing to me.
The first trip I managed one large bag, plus diapers, yard waste bags, and a frozen pizza wedged under one seat, and two pounds of bananas under the other. The second trip was strictly to load up with this weeks ‘loss leaders’, so I stocked up on meat. And did I mention I had three kids with me too?
Now, the trip to the grocery store is only a kilometer or so, and it’s an easy enough walk by myself. It’s not so bad with one child and a stroller, but with three kids and one stroller, it’s impossible. What used to happen is I’d carry the littlest on my back, and the other two would ride in the Joovy. That worked fine for the walk back and forth, but I had nowhere left to stash the food.
So I can haul the food and the kids now. Excellent. Two trips? Inconvenient, but I’m not bothered. Right now anyway, I may change my tune when the weather turns sour in the late fall.
The only thing that needs improvement is my take-off. That first four or five meters, with the bike fully loaded with kids and food, is tricky. It’s even trickier when I’m trying to do it in the bike lane, just outside of the intersection, with a constant flow of traffic at my side. It goes like this: wobble, wobble, swear under my breath, stop. Wobble, wobble, shoulder check, lose balance again, stop. Wobble, wobble, wobble, GO GO GO GO! Until I build up speed it’s nerve wracking. Need more practice. Lots more practice. And I also need to learn how to use my gears more efficiently – but that’s a topic for another day.