who woulda thought....
I would ever tell this to any one!
When my sister and I first started riding together everything bike related to us was new and fun. Maybe I should (or shouldn't) mention we were 40 something, d'oh!
First came the spandex, OMG! We couldn't believe we were wearing those shorts with the built in diaper! Soon we found out what a great thing padding was, sigh.
Then we got real snazzy and got jerseys, I ordered mine X-large (boobs) and I hate tight fitting tops, hey the shorts were a stretch but I surely needed a long loose top to cover up my big butt. What are those pockets in the back of the jersey for?? OMG they sure make my butt look huge! No way am I wearing that thing! So I do what anyone who just spent $59.00 on a top she won't wear, sent it back! Scans to long bike ride in the California desert both bottles out of water, no food about to bonk, when it hits me, THAT'S WHAT THOSE POCKETS ARE FOR! Ordered another jersey in a smaller size, sigh.
Oh yeah the back ward stuff.....I got a new areo helmet so my sister ever the competitor fashion queen got one too and we adjusted ourselves, our bikes and took off for a nice long training ride, stopped at our favorite Café about half way on our ride for some java juice and then returned to our cars when she noticed her helmet was fitting funny wouldn't snug down like her old one.....IT WAS ON BACKWARDS! She had worn it the whole ride backward, sigh. Oh and she is a lefty too!
We had so many funny experiences together learning how to ride bikes, LOL way funner at 40ish than ever as little kids. From our cyclecross bikes to road bikes, pedals with straps to clip less pedal, new seats, camel backs and awesome outfits woohoo aren't roadies cool. Who knew riding a bike could be so fun for a couple of old ladies?
Last edited by bikerchic; 06-21-2006 at 08:22 PM.
Life is like a 10 speed bike, we all have gears we never use.
Charles Schultz
"The bicycle is just as good company as most husbands and, when it gets old and shabby, a woman can dispose of it and get a new one without shocking the entire community." — Ann Strong, Minneapolis Tribune, 1895