I use to live less than a mile from Alpenrose on 53rd St. One day I decide to ride over and give it a try. Epic fail! I was surprised at how much energy was required to get up on the track. At slow speeds, turning right to go around the corners was an experience. This was before I rode regularly. I would now like to have a true track bike. The closest in the stable is a 2010 Langster.

Hardly a track bike, more of a wannabe for the road.

We would take my oldest to the easter egg hunts in the fields in front of the velodrome. The first year had very wet grass and all we had for her was a paper bag. She worked hard at collecting but lost everything due to the hole from dragging it around on the wet grass. Sometimes I wonder if it scared her for life!