Purl, Interrupted

sequoia! (or, what makes me the worst wife ever)

This is actually not new news, but falls under "the last thing I did before getting really sick 2 weeks ago"....

I was really struck, during the GNT, at how much harder I felt like I was working and how much slower I was going than the folks who were zooming past me on road bikes. Maybe it's b/c I'm appallingly out of shape and was having a protracted asthma attack for most of the race. And maybe it's b/c I'm terribly afraid of crashing so ride the breaks on all the downhills. But maybe it's at least partly because my adorable flowered urban cruiser, my first "big girl" bike in 5 years, is not exactly a performance machine.

So ... what better way to celebrate Terry's birthday than a trip to the bike store? How about a trip to the bike store to get me a new bike? And here it is:

Yes, this does officially make me the worst wife ever. In all fairness, he had gotten both a new bike AND a new car in the previous 2 months.

No action shots of the bike yet, but I'm delighted to report that I felt pretty comfortable riding it, first around the bike store parking lot for about 30 minutes, and later out on the coastal trail. The shoulder held up nicely and I didn't feel terribly unsteady. (On a related note, I think I've discovered that the reason I was so afraid of road bikes for so long is that I've never before had one that was properly sized for me, which this one is).

Homer, here I come!

Posted by cmandala at June 4, 2008 07:48 PM