Friday, July 27, 2012
Up until a few days ago I had my bike in storage. Last week, I needed to run to the store and my car won't start. So, I borrowed my mom's bike and set out. I realized (1) how much I loved to ride and (2) how badly out of shape I am. It only took 2 blocks before I was tired, but I HAD to get to the store and back. I did it! I paid for a bus home, but I made it to the store! The next day I was sore and realized my mom being 6 inches shorter than me might have contributed. So, I got on the bus and brought my bike home from storage.
I still haven't fixed my car. I've been walking and riding to and from all my errands this past week. I'm still sore in a few places... but I really like riding my bike again. Not to mention, each time I go out it just gets easier