Early memory of falling off a tricycle when I was three. Then riding my blue Schwinn without training wheels at 7. Joy-filled memory of riding my bike to swimming lessons on summer mornings when I was 8 or 9. Rode to get around in HS, had a bad endo on a dirt path with skinny tires at age 19, scraped up my face pretty badly, didn't ride too much for a few years. Rode to get around some in college until my bike was stolen...didn't ride much again for many years.
In the early '90s I would ride to work...that bike was stolen, too.
Got depressed, overweight etc. Got divorced. Started riding again in 2002, lost a bunch of weight, became a triathlete at age 42, and LOVE to ride now! And I have very, very good locks.I'll be 46 this summer. The best is yet to come. I'm looking forward to those summer mornings...sometimes I wake up and feel like I'm 8 years old again, and I can hardly wait to go ride my bike.



I'll be 46 this summer. The best is yet to come. I'm looking forward to those summer mornings...sometimes I wake up and feel like I'm 8 years old again, and I can hardly wait to go ride my bike.
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