This is really fun! I got my first bike when I was 6 years old. It was blue and had training wheels. I got another blue bike when I was in about the 6th grade. Back then all girls' bikes were blue and all boys' bikes were red. My brother had a red one, of course. I kept that bike and rode off and on through high school--just cruising around town. I didn't ride while in college--not many people at Ole Miss did in the late 60's and early 70's. When I married for the first time, I took my old blue bike with me. It was stolen! Then in 1973 I bought Gertrude--she was a brown Schwinn 5 speed--never did like the color, but she was fine for riding around the South Miss. towns. My 2nd husband had her painted 57 Chevy green--better color. I rode with another friend just around town and to the school where I taught. Then I moved to eastern OR (where my 3rd husband is from!). The hills here were too much for Gertrude--or should I say for me on Gertrude, and she languished in the garage for a few years. Suddenly one day I decided I missed riding my old Gertie and took her with her two flat tires, dust, and cob-webs to the lbs. They advised me to get a new bike. I didn't know what I wanted so I got a mountain bike - to ride around town again. Then I went on an organized ride and decided to sell the mt. bike and get a road bike. The next year I upgraded to my Pilot 5.0 and put 3000 miles on her. Last summer Gertrude went back to the bike shop and got overhauled. She's too much a part of my life to let go. I've put a picture of her in another post. She has outlasted 2 marriages and is working on a 3rd one! Oddly enought my latest bicycle is----you guessed it, BLUE! Ah, the cycle of life...........



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