tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16787455.post116040272090527935..comments2024-03-16T17:09:12.352-04:00Comments on Required Reiding: I Now Have a Bike / I am a WussBaldman76http://www.blogger.com/profile/10897350674029436242noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16787455.post-1160868427576558122006-10-14T19:27:00.000-04:002006-10-14T19:27:00.000-04:00I don't even know what to say.At least my brother ...I don't even know what to say.<BR/><BR/>At least my brother loves me.<BR/><BR/>(the above comments were made by Erica, whose spirit is now crushed)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16787455.post-1160704329087605132006-10-12T21:52:00.000-04:002006-10-12T21:52:00.000-04:00So I ended up going on a solo bike ride Tuesday af...So I ended up going on a solo bike ride Tuesday afternoon. After cruising around for about ten minutes and suffering in agony, I decided to take a breather and swing by our friend Ann's house, who was incidentally just leaving HER house to ride her bike. Well, she got on my bike and messed with the gears before giving it back to me, and even though the gears are in what should be a totally incorrect position (High Setting, Low Gear) MAN it felt so much better to ride. <BR/><BR/>Ann and I proceeded to take about a 30 minute ride around the 'hood and it was just what it needed to be, good excercise on the legs, but I wasn't on the verge of tears. I look forwarrd to riding again tomorrow!Baldman76https://www.blogger.com/profile/10897350674029436242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16787455.post-1160700504487994042006-10-12T20:48:00.000-04:002006-10-12T20:48:00.000-04:00I can completely relate to feeling like a complete...I can completely relate to feeling like a complete wus on a bicycle. I do much better with the motorized kind. Zoltan convinced me a few weeks ago to bike along with him while he went for his 13-mile long run in NH. So I took my mom's bike (thin tires and older than me) and went bravely along. I mean, how bad can it be, right? Ha! NH has some HILLS. Won't do that again any time soon! (unless it's a little flatter...)Theresahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03232376445187660343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16787455.post-1160450548812676672006-10-09T23:22:00.000-04:002006-10-09T23:22:00.000-04:00Woah, Daddy-O. Dropping some harshness there. The ...Woah, Daddy-O. Dropping some harshness there. The car was good, and Erica did put it through hell (remember the cop that told her he'd give her a ticket if she didn't clean out the INSIDE of the car? Ha Ha). But let's give the old girl the benefit of the doubt and blame the car. Even if she did make the car a POS, she drove better than we thought.<BR/><BR/>And to Cap'n Hardqore, all I could think about while riding the bike this moring was the phrase "Jeremy is my hero...Jeremy is my hero...Jeremy..."Baldman76https://www.blogger.com/profile/10897350674029436242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16787455.post-1160446140838386082006-10-09T22:09:00.000-04:002006-10-09T22:09:00.000-04:00mmmmmmmm, bikes.mmmmmmmm, bikes.cap'n hardqorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02616392974370963482noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16787455.post-1160440575668595092006-10-09T20:36:00.000-04:002006-10-09T20:36:00.000-04:00Always ride with Katie by your side. She keeps you...Always ride with Katie by your side. She keeps you balanced. <BR/><BR/>"Muscles" is not a term I associate with you. So don't let it get you down. Your fitness will rise to your level of interest or need.<BR/><BR/>Now, about the Prizm, the Prizm was a good and decent vehicle that we drove many a mile before Erica, through lack of attention and God knows what other abuse, turned it into a "shitty car".<BR/><BR/>Thank you. (The above comments are by David Reid.)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com