Originally Posted by
bautieri
Things were easier as a kid because we didn't care if our tires matched, what cadence we were riding at, or worrying about exercise.
Sometimes I miss the days when you would just throw a leg over your bike and take off around the neighborhood, without worrying about shoes, shorts, helmet, gloves, computers, water bottles and energy bars, spare tubes and pumps and all the other attendant stuff. Nothing but the unalloyed joy of self-propelled speed and wind in your hair.