I don't get to see the boys when they're on the trails, but I love having a few pictures of them as they get ready to leave with their group. The nights were chilly ones at first (Seth wore his winter jacket to the first few evenings a month ago), but they've been getting warmer and warmer to the point where they're now wearing shorts.
In this first picture you can see the kids starting to gather. Eventually a whole mass of them gathers, but they were divided early on into small groups of 10-12. A couple of coaches (and usually a couple of parents if they want to tag along) are assigned to each group and the kids are taught different skills every night. Last week, the kids started to learn how to ride for short distances on one wheel, and to make small jumps (eek!)...allegedly to be able to jump over small branches that might be blocking their paths. Apparently Matthew took a spectacular fall at one point when he went head over heels over his handle bars and the bike landed on top of him. Two weeks ago, Geoff witnessed Seth flying down a hill and taking a big tumble, too. Sigh. Why do I envision multiple trips to the ER with these boys?? (they've each already had a trip there in the past half year) But the owies don't seem to last long and they're 'back in the saddle' pretty promptly!
The boys' small group starting to head to the trails one evening.
When Lizzie and I are the ones taking the boys to their cycling program, we end up having a great time: playing; and reading books. Whether we're there waiting for the boys, or at home having a quiet dinner together, Lizzie and I have really been enjoying some one-on-one time on Tuesdays and Thursdays. She's incredible....my bright, funny, stubborn, good-natured, cuddly little girl.