Gee, I didn't feel like an adult until sometime in my forties, and now suddenly I'm an elder. Guess I better start acting like an elder, so listen up, whippersnappers! Back in my day we rode up hills then turned around and rode them up again, because in those days they only went one way: UP! And the wind, by gum the wind! Always blowin' in your face, it was. Never a tail wind to help your arse up those one way hills! Matter of fact, it still feels that way. Aw, you'll find out when you're an "elder!" Believe me, your day is comin'! Seriously though, folks, I have a friend 86 years old who still rides a bicycle. He is truly one of a kind and a real inspiration. He wears an old hard hat and rolls both of his pants legs up when he rides. What a sight, those bony old legs pumping like crazy! Gotta love the old guy, I hope to be able to still ride at 86!