I know I should be blogging more ... one of my commenters a couple of posts back said I should post every day.
Yeah, okay. Hmm. I don't think so! I have enough trouble hitting this thing once a week!
But in case you're interested, I do have some interesting stuff going on.
a) I've gotten into biking. Again. See, I have this tendency to get really excited about a subject, hobby, activity, religion (or lack thereof) for a while, till I reach the pinnacle of success with it. Then I get bored and move onto something else.
So two years ago, I got really into the idea of getting a bike. I wound up buying THREE bikes in a row:
- a Schwinn Explorer from the local bike shop, which turned out to be too big for me, so I never rode it.
- an Electra Townie, which was way more comfortable for me, but still, I never rode it.
- a Schwinn Hinge Folding Bike, which I ordered from Amazon, thinking, hey, a folding bike! I'll take it with me in the car and ride it whenever I see a nice bike path! Sure! Yeah! I never rode it.
The Townie sat in the garage, being wheeled out occasionally to keep it from rusting and to keep me from feeling guilty for spending so much $$ on it.
The folding bike I gave to my mother-in-law, who thought a friend of hers might want it.
But earlier this year, Steve and I made a trip to Kansas City to visit my Grandpa, and made a side trip to Sedalia, Missouri, where I'd spent a very happy three years as a teenager. While there, I showed Steve the places I used to go on my bike, and we were BOTH amazed to find out how far, and how confidently, I'd ridden.
Why had I stopped? Well, I'd gotten older, gotten a car, and gotten fat, pretty much in that order!
So when we got home, I thought about it, and thought about it, and then thought about it some more.
Then I wheeled the Townie out of the garage, pumped air into the tires, plopped my old helmet on my head and (deep breath) went for a ride around the block.
It actually felt ... not too shabby! So I started riding it more and more - not long distances (yet) but have gotten to the point where I can go to the Reseda Post Office and back, without a major amount of sweat.
And not only that, but one evening Steve's mother-in-law casually disclosed that she still had the folding bike, didn't want it anymore, and would I like it back? I said sure!
It, too, had flat tires, and I decided to take it to Metropolis Bikes, a bike shop I'd visited a few times, in North Hollywood, California, for a total tune-up.
It'll be ready for pickup tomorrow. I'll let you know next week how it rides.