I like to ride my bicycle
With the exception of Burning Man, I have not been on a bicycle since I lived in Cincinnati. In case you aren't aware, trying to ride a bike in Cincinnati is something you should only do if you are suicidal. I actually think bicyclist-offing-by-car is a sport there. Not to mention the hills, which take a seriously hardcore will to navigate. Seriously, the sight of people walking their bikes on such hills was not uncommon and by that point my question becomes, "Why bother?"
But now I live in pretty-town where I hear leisure biking is actually quite enjoyable. Chris is one of those "do things" people who likes to take bike rides and I thought it would be fun to join him. Since I just received my economic stimulus check, I decided to DO MY PART FOR AMERICA and buy one. After all, everyone knows that if you don't practice blatant consumerism, THE TERRORISTS WIN!!! (I will skip commenting on the irony of having bought the bike and accessories at Wal Mart where one can be assured that 100% of the items purchased have been made in China or other countries we already owe lots of money to. Actually, I suppose in a way I did just comment on the irony. Oops.)
Check out my sweet new ride! It looks even more ridiculous in person: Pink seat, pink handlebars, pink fenders, and whitewall tires!
Also, for reasons I won't go in to here, Kelly was with me and she was drugged to all hell and loopy. She persuaded me to buy several accessories including a miniature Wisconsin license plate with my name on it, a wee white and pink plastic basket, and a bitchin' helmet. I think in future I should also purchase some sort of ringing bell for the handlebars because when I lose control of the bike and begin to careen helplessly towards a large group of people minding their own business and forget how to use the brakes, ringing the bell at them is a much more graceful notification than screaming, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH- oompf".
In order to get it home, I did not have them assemble the bike at the store. To be honest, I don't know that I altogether trust the folks there to do the assembly anyhow. So stay tuned for what may be a humorous story about the assembly of the bike and the first ride....
But now I live in pretty-town where I hear leisure biking is actually quite enjoyable. Chris is one of those "do things" people who likes to take bike rides and I thought it would be fun to join him. Since I just received my economic stimulus check, I decided to DO MY PART FOR AMERICA and buy one. After all, everyone knows that if you don't practice blatant consumerism, THE TERRORISTS WIN!!! (I will skip commenting on the irony of having bought the bike and accessories at Wal Mart where one can be assured that 100% of the items purchased have been made in China or other countries we already owe lots of money to. Actually, I suppose in a way I did just comment on the irony. Oops.)
Check out my sweet new ride! It looks even more ridiculous in person: Pink seat, pink handlebars, pink fenders, and whitewall tires!
Also, for reasons I won't go in to here, Kelly was with me and she was drugged to all hell and loopy. She persuaded me to buy several accessories including a miniature Wisconsin license plate with my name on it, a wee white and pink plastic basket, and a bitchin' helmet. I think in future I should also purchase some sort of ringing bell for the handlebars because when I lose control of the bike and begin to careen helplessly towards a large group of people minding their own business and forget how to use the brakes, ringing the bell at them is a much more graceful notification than screaming, "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH- oompf".
In order to get it home, I did not have them assemble the bike at the store. To be honest, I don't know that I altogether trust the folks there to do the assembly anyhow. So stay tuned for what may be a humorous story about the assembly of the bike and the first ride....