I learned that you never forget how to ride a bike. I haven’t been on one in oh, say 6-7 years, and I jumped on and flew as if it were yesterday. The bike feels great, nothing like what I expected from a folder (flimsy, wobbly, etc.).
We took a little jaunt in Central Park, she and I. Forgive the crappy iPhone photo. It was fun except:
1. I probably shouldn’t have taken my first ride in many years in 80+ degrees, in a park with hills. Big hills. Ay yi yi.
2. Carrying her in this heat on the subway wasn’t particularly fun. She’s only maybe 2 or 3 lbs. heavier than Ty, but she’s bulky. And I’m old. (I didn’t want my very first ride to be in midtown weekday traffic).
3. I hate wearing a helmet. Really. It’s my first time ever wearing one, and man, did it make me sweat. Look how grumpy I am.
I have a long way to go before I work up to riding in this, but I have until May. And I’m determined to do it.
Now, please bring on Fall. I need a shower.
I rode the 5 Boro Bike Ride for the first time this year after not riding for years and it felt great! What a great thing to look forward to… it’s really something to ride through the streets and on the highways and across the bridges of New York City with 34,000 other people. What kind of fold-up did you get? I’m starting to contemplate the switch because of the limited storage space in my new apartment.
Left by Lauren on September 21st, 2007