It took me a long time to come to this conclusion....but some of the best times of my life have been when I do things totally alone. Biking is one of those things. If I waited for my husband to go biking with me....I'd die of old age, first. He's rather stick sharpened popsickle sticks in his eyes....than look at a bike. When I bike....I think. I ponder. I solve the world's problems. (none of my own, however!)

Just a thought. Just go biking.

Best,
Maureen McLoner