A few weeks back a good mate of mine fixed me up with a light mountain bike for next to nothing. He works in a bike shop and is now my bike mechanic. Pit crew as I call him. Since I got it I’ve been riding around here and there and even began catching the train several stations away from my home one and riding back. Don’t ask why, it just seems more fun riding with a purpose rather than around the block a few times.
Tonight I drove my car to my mates house with the bike in the back. Camelback full of water and a couple of new lights fitted and I set off on a one hour or so bike ride home. It was heaps fun and I was going well thanks to a relatively level ride home. About 15 minutes walk away from my home… well, I walked. Got a flat tyre so I pushed my pushie the rest of the way content with my effort and not really all that tired. Looking forward to an even longer ride next time and I think I’ll carry a spare tube in the bag just in case.
Now I just have to get my car back!