I remember my old blue girl's Schwinn when I was 12, the only bike that was ever my very own... until now with my blue Rambouillet. I had named it "Heather"(!) That thing was HEAVY, but I have no clue what the rims were actually made of!
Like when you revisit your old school and everything looks minute although you remember it all as being huge....I remember going up incredible mountains on my one-speed coaster brake Schwinn. But when I revisted those roads 35 years later and saw those giant hills....well, they were MICROSCOPIC!![]()
It made me feel proud to know the hills I can get up nowadays (though granted I have better gearing!) and that I'm come a long way since then. But I have not lost the MOST important thing- the feeling of childhood joy and freedom when I pedal along on my bike.
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(!) That thing was HEAVY, but I have no clue what the rims were actually made of!
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