Apr 25, 2010 06:03
I've had a bicycle for a week or so now, I think it may be made for women. It's got that angled bar between the seat and handlebars and is painted a dark, yet vibrant purple. It was the best-looking of the bunch at the pawn shop, I thought it was more maroonish when I got it. It had solid tires, working brakes, a greasy chain, so 60 bucks and I was sold.
Since I do a decent amount of night-riding, it's now equipped with lights in front and back, which I think is cool. I'd like to get a rack for the back maybe, but I'm still not sure how much I'd use it, putting things in a backpack isn't bad.
As of now, I see biking as a kind of concentrated walking. Both ways of getting about have similar challenges, but the difficulties and dangers are a bit more pronounced on a bike. The ordeal of going from A to B is over quicker, but you pay for it physically.
I like how it makes an adventure out of going to work or the store. In my neighborhood, I have to contend with steep hills and/or busy traffic no matter what route I take. I've been going faster and farther than I've ever been on a bike. I'm so glad I've been spending time getting in shape the last year or so, otherwise I don't think I could handle it.
Even though I'm doing things I would never dare do as a child on a bike, I still feel I was a better rider then. I could hop onto curbs, stop on a dime, fall on some grass and not care, it was all fun. Now I feel like I'll bust the tires if I try hopping a curb, I can never get the front wheel in the air without feeling like I'll totally wheelie, lose control of the bike and crash. It's all about avoiding pain and danger.
I'll get better though I guess.