Reverting To My Childhood

I've had the same mountain bike for close to 20 years. It has gotten me where I've wanted to; it has served it's purpose. Naturally, with something that has been around that long, it tended to not always be in the best working condition. Last year when Dan bought his new mountain bike and I took it out for a couple of rides, I was amazed at how much nicer it is to ride a newer bike with better gears, brakes, seat, etc.

So a few weeks ago Mark & I went out "just looking" for a new bike for me. (You know where this is going.) Aaron hooked us up with one of his buddies who happens to work at a bicycle shop. He gave us a super deal on a new bike. I just love it. Despite the hot weather, we have still managed to get some rides in. Some of the new subdivisions around our house have lots of walking paths, plus there are 2 relatively new trails close by also that go for miles. This makes it incredibly easy to get a good ride in without having to fear for your life on the streets and roads.

Sometimes when I'm out there riding my thoughts go back to my childhood when I was riding my bike up and down gravel roads. Oh, blacktop is so much nicer. This time I'm not wiping out and pulling gravel out of my knees. It's much more enjoyable this time around. It does a body good.