Bikes bikes bikes
I've been thinking a lot about bikes. My Rocky Mountain hangs languishing in the funny room and I feel like I have betrayed it by buying a new fancy bike (the Radish) and by checking out new single bikes. Am I cheating on it? If I had taken good care of it I wouldn't be lusting after new wheels...
Had I known about these possibilities with bikes when I was a little girl would C and I have become tandem bike trick athletes instead of stand partners in orchestra? (We never were stand partners in orchestra come to think of it...hmmm)
if you had talked me into this hobby when we were kids I don't know if I would still be here today.
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