Are you obsessed??
There were the first 27 years of my life.......
but that's history. I got a bike. I love my bike. Maybe it loves me too. I think, live, read, talk and yes, often dream about riding. Ther is nothing else. I used to drink. I used to play music. I used to wear cotton. My wife is worried. I had an accident last week. A truck hit my bike. Bodies usually heal. Bikes need serious surgery. It was the longest wait of my life. Have I lost it? Are there others out there?? Or am I truly mad?