"She wants green"
"I want something durable and long lasting; something that will keep up with her."
"Try this," the woman pulls down a green bike. What looks to me to be a very big bike.
We walked into the store on Saturday on a whim. I just wanted to look. I should know myself better than this. I should know or admit to myself that I never go into a store just to look. If I am going in, I am ready to buy. I have made up my mind to do it.
And so, when I walked out of the shop with a new green, durable, and long lasting bike, I was not surprised.
What did surprise me though is how much I missed the feel of riding; how I didn't realize that I missed it until I felt the wheels beneath me and the wind rushing toward me. Oh, how I loved riding my bike!
I do love this bike, but there are a lot of things I have to figure out. Like the gears! I mean, I have so many gears now and yet have no idea when and where to change them. I understand the theory behind them but do I seriously need all of them?
And the seat - was the seat always this uncomfortable when I first get back on or is that age or is it that they really have not improved seat technology despite the advances in frame and mechanics?
I also didn't recall the mental concentration required in riding. Or perhaps that is being a mom riding with a child that thinks it is fun to weave back and forth across the road as if she is avoiding cones and obstacles.
And hills... oh how I used to fly down hills at high speeds - not to mention the feeling of accomplishment when I could return to the top without stopping. Now I long for the straights; I dream about riding across the plains, coastlines, and the deserts; wide open spaces without a car or a hill insight! I mean, honestly, I live in Virginia not San Francisco - who would have believed there are this many hills! (Just for the record, I love the hills of San Francisco and never practiced Hill Avoidance when walking but... I can't imagine doing them on my bike!)
"This part is fun" my daughter tells me as she flies down the hill behind our house - crossing the creek and ducking through the trees.
Yes, it is fun - high speeds, coasting, wind blowing against my face and hitting my helmet (which doesn't work well with long, thick hair and ponytails) but it isn't as great as I remember it. Now I like the feeling of my legs as the muscles work. I prefer the movement to the coasting and the pedaling seems more relaxing - as if it soothes my mind or something. Perhaps it is that I am so accustomed to walking that my mind likes the feeling of muscles working like babies find relaxation in the motion of a car or a stroller.
Bottom line, I love my new bike! I love it in ways that I didn't know existed when I was a kid. My body feels more alive. Even though I have only had the bike for a few days, I am looking forward to finding a nice trail to ride and even exploring the neighborhood in green, multi-geared style.