Extracurricular activities

There have been a couple of really nice days. REALLY NICE! Just simply gorgeous. Somewhere in the 70 degrees (occasionally 60 degrees) and the sun is shinning. It reminded me of when I was little and we would pull out our bikes and go on a family outing.

So what did I do?

I found a bike on craigslist and bought it!

Yes, that's right. I bought a bicycle.

I feel like a kid on Christmas Morning!

I was looking at it while trying to decide to buy it, but both the tires were flat and it was feeling a little short for me. I did a little research on it the night before so I knew how much it retailed for and what I was kindof looking at. After buying it, I took it to the gas station and the tires wouldn't fill up. That is about all I know about bikes, so I decided to go find out how much it would cost to have a bike place look at, fix it and fit it to me. I mean, if I was at home, my dad would have done it all for free, but sadly that is what happens when you move away from home. When I got to the bike place I felt like their price was good, so I left it with them. For over a week. Ack!

After I left, I realized I didn't remember what the bike even looked like. I only had it in my possession for about an hour. But here is a picture of the bike from the brand's website. Obviously not the used one I bought, but it's new to me.

Apparently this is their biggest season. Who knew? It's still cold out and there is snow on the ground. Then again, a couple of really nice days and I wanted a bike, so hey, what do I know?

I was bummed about having to wait, I promptly put it out of my head and went about my days, but lo and behold I got a call later that week saying I could pick up my bike. YEAH!! I wouldn't have to wait after all. When Saint was in town, I dragged him to the shop and while I was there I was tested and found out my bike was a wee on the petite side for me. Damn. Just an FYI, your bike should offer you a 30 degree leg extension. I did feel that in the seconds I rode before I bought the bike, but for a small fee they could order me a new seat pole and voila! new and fits well. She said I had nice long legs and short arms. WHAT? Short arms? I looked at Saint and said, Did she just tell me I have short arms? He laughed and she did too and replaced her comment with most women do.

I knew one thing, I wanted a good and cool looking bike helmet. Fashion is oh so important when riding especially when I was standing there watching these guys ride bright red bikes through the shop. I like color! I found the perfect one too! I made Saint take a picture of me in it. Sadly, once again, I had to leave it all behind and wait for the part for my seat to come in. But even if they call me to come pick it up this time, it will still be earlier than I expected it in the first place.

Oh how I'd really like a bell too!

Each time I am out and about in town I fantasize about my bike and where I would go and what I would do. Dad is funny because he so nicely pointed out that no matter where I go, when I come home there is the biggest hill to climb in order to get home. That's nice. Thanks for reminding me that I have a big climb right at the end. I will definitely have to keep that in mind when riding anywhere. It's very apropos because when I was growing up we had this huge hill by our house and my dad would have to tie a rope to my bike from his so that I could go up (pulling me from behind) and down (guiding me down tied to his front) the hill. What a good dad he was. Poor guy.