Is there any cure? Do I even want to be cured?
Hi, my name is Sulis and I am a bike addict! How do I know?
1. If the sun is out and the wind isn't bending the trees in half, I am anxiously trying to squeeze in a ride
2. I own more articles of clothing made out of lycra spandex than 10 normal people would admit to.
3. I won't spend $60 on a pair of work pants but have no problem plopping that much down for a wind jacket - its on clearance, I justify--quality makes a difference on a ride.
4. I own a road bike and am now trying to fudge the budget to justify the purchase of a hybrid (for commuting) and a mountain bike (because I live so close to the mountains) in the very near future.
5. Socks can no longer be plain black or white...they must be of wicking material and have some type of cute design
6. I am infecting people around me...including my 6 year old niece who now wants an Electra Townie Betty (the black one with the pink flames) for her birthday and a complete cycling outfit for Christmas (with padded shorts none the less - she even wrote it on her Christmas wish list - herself!)
7. This morning I find myself surfing the net for trunk bags and other "must have" accessories for the hybrid I don't even own yet
8. I find myself praying that the snow stays only in the mountains this year so I can ride more (of course it must snow in the valley from Dec 23rd through the 26th for Christmas, but after which it must melt quickly and stay in the mountains)
Any other addicts present?