After thinking about it for a while, I’ve finally bought a new bike! Hooray, now I can start being active in a way that doesn’t make me want to gouge my eyes out. No really, exercising because you know you should isn’t very exciting, and who says you can’t enjoy it?
The last bike I bought was wayyy back in… 2004, a mountain bike that got stolen when our house got broken into - and was (suprisingly) recovered by the police in Mirrabooka, complete with damage to the rear rim, shifters and a few other things - fixing it up was going to cost a few hundred and why not get a new bike suitable for where I’d now be riding.
Enter shiney new road bike, and a bunch of accessories meaning I can actually use the bastard.
I’ve also already bought a set of replacement pedals with mountain bike cleats, so once I’ve got some skate style shoes with cleats I can ninja on and off the bike without a wardrobe change. Impressive, huh? :)
However, let it be known that I’m well aware bicycles are the gateway drug to faggy bike pants and other assorted lycra products. I pledge to you all here that I will not go down this dark and dangerous place!
Anyway, enough of that - I’m going to go for the first ride on the new bike (and first ride on a proper bike in a number of years).
… it’s so cold outside *pout*