The thing about non-racing-road bikes is that it's easier to feel more like when you were a kid....sitting up straight with the sun in your face, (no neck cramps from riding hunched over), wearing old sneakers, putting cool stuff in your big basket or big saddlebag.....
Get yourself a nice around town errand upright bike, Sandra.....and be sure to get a bell, put some playing cards in the spokes to make cool noises while you ride, and buy yourself a cold fudgecycle to eat while you cruise around town!![]()
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Not really for effect, not that time, I'm just going faster than he is. He is not amused, he turns on the gas and pulls back ahead of me for a little bit, but then he drops his speed back down. Okay, granted, my legs had three miles and an aerobics class, and for all I know he had 50 miles in those wicked Florida winds. But still... only because I could see how much it bothered him when I passed him the first time... I had to go by him again before I turned onto my street. Cheap thrills for someone who burned out on racing a long, long time ago because of the way my competitive edge gets the better of me
