i should have mentioned in yesterday's post - i listened to the leader's debate. i don't have too much insight that you haven't already heard but here is an entertaining summary from the national post entitled leader's debate: he said, he said.
before the debate, was my first bike ride of the season:
to give some background: i had always wanted a road bike... i thought (and still think) they looked so cool and fast... mainly cool. my first time riding one, i had borrowed my friend alice's forest green giant and her clip in shoes. i couldn't believe the speed i achieved from being clipped in.. with my shoulders and arms tucked in i felt so aerodynamic... i felt like an athlete. and to quote my father, who tells me you're not an athlete, but you are athletic... it was a new and exhilarating feeling to me... until at one point i came to a stop and couldn't unclip my shoe. i promptly toppled over with the bike, laughing hysterically... at the time i had a mountain bike, and two cruiser bikes that i wasn't willing to part with. that left me with no room and no money for a road bike. and then i came into some luck. i was given a beautiful, shiny, blue norco road bike (circa 1980s) with freshly taped red handle bars. it was so light i could pick it up effortlessly with one hand. this bike was the epitome of cool. i could boot around town in lightening speeds... the only problem was it was a size or two big for me and created discomfort when i stepped forward off the seat. sadly i left that bike on vancouver island but i know it's in good hands.
yesterday's bicycle of choice was a vintage (matte-grey and gold) fuji road bike. it is also a bit big for me but i manage. my dad found it on the curb one garbage day and fixed it up. it rides pretty smoothly. it breaks very poorly. but after about 15 minutes on the bike i felt strain in my arms and shoulders from the awkward forward position of a road bike. and the location of the breaks does not inspire confidence. nonetheless, i had a good ride and was happy to be out enjoying some fresh air... and to my surprise, i'm not at all sore today.
my memory is currently flooded with bikes i have loved. bikes i have ridden. bikes i still have and ones that got away. each of them with their own story and special place in my heart. but i'll save those for another day.