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Well, I've ridden off and on all my life. My DH was biking a lot when I first met him in college (we met through the cycling club in school), so he's been at it for many years (20 or more, anyway). My dad used to ride once in a while when I was in high school, but as a farmer, summer recreational activities were rare. He is, however, Father Skierchickie (I suppose? what would his title be??). In the winter he's always been quite active, or at least for the last 30 years or more. He did start mountain biking after he retired, and does a couple of races every summer now (he's 72). I was soooo happy in September when he got himself a Trek Pilot! I was even happier when, a month later, he picked up a Trek hybrid of some sort for Mom! She started going out every day in the fall, just to get used to handling it (practicing turning, etc). Dad said he doesn't think she's really gone anywhere on it yet, but we'll see in the spring. Sister, I'm not sure (she lives far away), but I doubt it - too important to keep her hair perfect - a helmet would be totally out of the question, so I really hope she doesn't ride.:( Oh, and my dog loves mountain biking! Okay, so she doesn't have a bike, but she sure loves to go!
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I biked to school in the "old days" from Kindergarten through 6th grade. After that the school I went to was too far away. I also biked all over my neighborhood - to the pool in the summer, to the library, movies, store, piano lessons, etc. etc. Then I stopped because I just wasn't cool.
As a high school junior in the EARLY '70's, I bought a Schwinn 10-speed - my first road bike! Loved it though the shifting was AWFUL and I never could get the brakes to stop squeaking.
I got married, had kids, and stopped riding again (note: I was never a "real" rider - recreational at best and even that is a stretch. I wasn't what you would call a natural athlete).
When my son was in college (University of VA) he got me into mountain biking and I did that for about 8 years - until I was tired of leaving body parts on trees and rocks. I switched to road biking and haven't looked back since. After gradutation from college, son moved to the High Country in Colorado and has since relocated to Denver - where he continues to race both road and mountain bikes.
X-husband rode some but is somewhat of a weenie (:eek: did I just say that???). Almost new DH was cycling in Idaho before I met him....
So....I would say my son got me back into cycling.
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Did manage to do a self-organized group bike touring ride. It was 350 kms. over 3 days or so. Nothing but family and friends. Someone even came from the U.S. to join us for the whole trip. Great memories.
The ride was remembered..in a funeral service memorial for a brother-in-law who was one of riders..he died at 40 yrs. from throat cancer. I do have distinct memory where he smoked a cigarette as a joke for a few min...
