This is old news, but I got a bike for my birthday. I didn't want to invest in a hard core bike that had shocks and fancy pedal clips. At least I know myself better than that. I will never be a die hard mountain bike rider with tight shorts and impressive calf muscles. So I went to WalMart and picked a cheap Schwinn that looks a little like PeeWee Herman's bike.
I like the vintage look and the fact that there are gears. I don't like the image of my goofy self riding it. The bottom line is that I am not cool enough to pull of the trendy bike. I need a scarf on my head, red lipstick and rosy cheeks. Oh well.
Here's the thing though. I've been riding around on mostly flat tires. I checked the pressure before a ride with John yesterday and discovered that my squeeze of the tire was not even remotely accurate. I just thought I was too heavy and thats why the tires bulged when I got on. But guess what? It is way easier to pull chickie in her trailer when your tires are properly inflated. Who knew?
I'll still be walking it up the hill to get home though.
