the hundred mile bike ride

she wants

to go on a bike ride.

let's do a hundred miles, she says.

she's wearing

her bike costume,

pink and black,

her biking shoes

strapped

into the pedals.

there's a number on her

back from when

she was in the tour de

Chantilly, Virginia.

she's wearing

high gloss sunglasses,

with a space age helmet.

there's a gps on her handle

bars, with a mirror

and heart monitor

attached.

i look at her, and say okay,

then put my little

dog, Fifi, and a water bottle

into my basket.

adjust my flips flops

and say, okay,

let's go. and oh 

by the way,

there's not a lot of hills

are there?