It is gorgeous out today, and it seemed wrong to waste it (although, I do have other things I should probably be doing). My first thought was, “Ooh, ice cream. That should totally happen.” But, then I thought, “Yes, yes it should…after going for a bike ride.” I’ve had the bike for about a year and it has served me well. A friend of mine’s roommate tried to throw it out. Who throws away a practically brand new bike? My friend saved it and gave it to me. Since then, I’ve gone on many midnight-head clearing rides. Few things help writing/studying like a quick spin around the block. Who would have guessed that?
So, there is a trail nearish to my house. I know about it because it ends at a busy street with a park on the other side. I wondered if there was a back street way to get to the trail. I figured that would be a nice little ride. I’ll tool around the neighborhood to see if I can get to that trail.
It was no problem. I was actually there in no time. Blood and endorphins pumping, I thought I’d ride a little way on the trail and see how far I got. I started at mile marker 5.1. I made it to marker 2.6. Not bad. And, I may have gone further except that my handlebars were a little loose.
You probably shouldn’t ride a bike with loose handlebars.
It happens that around the 2.6 mile marker, the trail a road are rather close together. It was a road I recognized, so I just popped over to it and rode home.
While I was riding home, the seat started magically readjusting itself. My knees got closer and closer to my chest as I road the last quarter(?) mile or so.
One probably should ride on a self-readjusting seat.
So, I took it into the bike shop after I got home and they fixed it for me. It shouldn’t do that anymore. I am planning on riding to school tomorrow. We’ll see how it goes.
