The first commute on my very own road bike happened yesterday & deserves some blog documentation. It was an 88 degree evening with gusts of wind coming from all directions. My two wheels carried me 16.8 miles (round-trip) and safely from home to the Pure Barre Studio.
It's love & I'm so grateful.
I saved $2.70 just for pedaling & using time. #practicingtheartoffrugality
That's all pretty cool. But what's really cool is that this whole cycling thing is rooted in nothing but friendships.
Dilyn asked to do a triathlon in 2011, which led to a year-long venture of babysitting a yellow road bike while my friends went to Singapore for a year. Upon giving the bike back, I realized that cycling was something I had learned to like while training.
Fast forward 2 years...
I have good friends; some have a unique hobby of helping their friends find good bikes - they found me a super studly, gently loved, shiny red, GIANT road bike & I bought it.
Other friends make sure that I have all the essential road bike accessories at discounted prices from unique German grocery store suppliers.
If it were me, I would have taken until October to find a bike (and then it's winter).
With friends, the turnaround from inquiring about to actually commuting on a bike was about one month.
So I guess this is a new thing.
Yup. It's actually a thing.
Not a casual "ride when I want" fling - but a let's learn how to
change a flat,
grease the chain,
log the miles,
ride with vigor,
real THING.
Cheers to less gas, less money and the hardcore thunder thighs :)
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