How does this addiction get into our heads? What is it that makes us do what we do...that is ride and ride. I can't believe what has happened to me in the last year. I used to jog a to get the heart rate up a little but my 50 year old knees started to protest and I gave it up. My brother in-law suggested I get a bike...hmmm, that sounds like a good idea, so off to Wally World I go and pick up a Mountain Bike. Not the most expensive in their stable, but not the bottom shelf either. After about 200 miles this bike is falling apart and I know I'm hooked on riding so I head on down to my LBS and start looking at MB's. I pull a Trek 4300 off the rack and I think I like it...fits good and runs sooo much nicer than that Wally World bike. I buy it and I'm off to the races so to speak.
Suddenly I find myself riding 5-6 days a week and keeping track of my daily ride at bikejournal.com, must go faster and farther...so then I start turning my Trek into a hybrid, I cut 2" off each end of the handlebars and move the controls as far in as possible, next, the knobby tires have to go, so I get some road slicks. Then I get some pedals with baskets on them. I even take my bike on vacation with us because I can't bear the thought of not riding for a week! Now I'm starting to get some serious miles under my belt...but then it happened, I started to ride with a fellow from church...the guy with the $4,000 Specialized CF bike. I'm sure he's trying to kill me...but I stay with it and can sorta keep up, but alas, I do believe my equipment is somewhat limited.
So it's off to my LBS again and this time I'm looking at road bikes. The guy in the store just grins when he sees me looking at them because he's seen the "transformation" of my MB to hybrid and now he knows what is getting ready to happen. Now I'm starting to drop some serious cash down, at least in my house, for a bicycle! I'm thinking this is nuts! But I do it anyway...I think it's kinda like the guy that goes into the Harley dealer and, well you know what happens. The next thing I know I'm walking a new bike out the door and home.
Now it's 6-7 days a week of riding and my avg speed has climbed to about 15mph of hilly riding. Then last week-end I made the final leap...clipless. Ohhhh, what's come over me! $130 for pedals!! It's a sickness I tell you. When will it end? Am I doomed to the sound of whirling cassettes for the rest of my life? I suppose there are worse things to be addicted to, after all a round of golf takes more time and costs much more than riding. Fishing requires a boat and then there's the cost of fuel these days. But I guess the best part is that about 4 years ago my BP was 140/90 and I was 50lbs heavier. I could still stand to lose about 10lbs but my BP is down to 102/68 with a resting heart rate of 62.
Yeah, I think I'll keep pedaling.