overthere
07-28-04, 09:50 PM
Hi all,
I'm a 45 yr old trying to maintain my health, since the 'ole metabolism has downshifted. I live in Davis, CA but I'm just one of those in-town riders on my hybrid, with baskets on the back for 4 bags of groceries or to carry things like my books and bag to my ultra-short commute to the neighborhood school where I teach.
Those lycra-bright people zipping around were always a different breed. Couldn't really tell one from another under helmets, outrageous colors and shades. All looking like stream lined creatures not quite human, a bit obsessed and going at speeds not meant for man outside of a car. And at certain times of the year I was aware of herds of them, going across the plains.
Then I started going out for longer rides (for me, that's 8-10 miiles instead of 2-5 around town), with no destination in mind. I got one of those little gadgets that tells me how far I've gone. I usually ride around the bike paths in the evening, and when I DON'T, I feel a longing. Anytime I get in the car, I wistfully look at the bike lanes. I find myself looking at power bars in the grocery store. Coming back from the library, I found that 2 out of my 3 books were on touring, and I also had 3 Bicycling magazines in hand to top it off.
It's like getting bitten by a gene-altering skeeter, that's taking over my thoughts and body! I'll also being taking the-step-of-no-return: I'll be joining the Davis Bike Club in a couple of weeks for their 'beginner's ride'! :eek: I'm going to turn into one of them!
Diana
I'm a 45 yr old trying to maintain my health, since the 'ole metabolism has downshifted. I live in Davis, CA but I'm just one of those in-town riders on my hybrid, with baskets on the back for 4 bags of groceries or to carry things like my books and bag to my ultra-short commute to the neighborhood school where I teach.
Those lycra-bright people zipping around were always a different breed. Couldn't really tell one from another under helmets, outrageous colors and shades. All looking like stream lined creatures not quite human, a bit obsessed and going at speeds not meant for man outside of a car. And at certain times of the year I was aware of herds of them, going across the plains.
Then I started going out for longer rides (for me, that's 8-10 miiles instead of 2-5 around town), with no destination in mind. I got one of those little gadgets that tells me how far I've gone. I usually ride around the bike paths in the evening, and when I DON'T, I feel a longing. Anytime I get in the car, I wistfully look at the bike lanes. I find myself looking at power bars in the grocery store. Coming back from the library, I found that 2 out of my 3 books were on touring, and I also had 3 Bicycling magazines in hand to top it off.
It's like getting bitten by a gene-altering skeeter, that's taking over my thoughts and body! I'll also being taking the-step-of-no-return: I'll be joining the Davis Bike Club in a couple of weeks for their 'beginner's ride'! :eek: I'm going to turn into one of them!
Diana
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