This past January I bought my first bike in over 40 yrs. In those 40 yrs I doubt I rode a total of 10 miles on bikes. Then in January I started preparing for a charity ride I was invited to participate in which was 550 miles in 6 days. First order was to get a decent road bike. I chose a Trek Pilot 2.1 SPA. My first ride was 12 miles long and I was exhausted and sore. Yesterday, I rode 160 miles and still felt relatively good. (If I'd had a couple hours more daylight, I'd have done the double century) The ride that got me into cycling is two weeks past. Before that event, I wondered what my attitude toward cycling would be once that driving motivation was history. I'm happy to report I'm totally committed to this wonderful sport and way of life! When I first started, I hated the hills and headwinds. I hated the sometimes foul weather. Now, I may not always love them, but we've come to an understanding and I just use them to make me stronger. There's really something special about putting my motor into play with those cranks, rings, chain etc. and coming up with something better than the sum of the parts. For all those years of playing with motorized toys, I had lots of fun, but I never felt the connection between man and machine that I do today. Added to that, I'll admit to a little pride in feeling the muscles grow and harden and the knowledge of cycling slowly accumulate as well. Much of that I owe to the vast amount of information you all are so willing to share with newbies like me. Yes, it's been a remarkable journey so far, and many more miles to go.