Wednesday, June 11, 2008

I want to ride my bi-cy-cle


Dear Harm City,

Don't tell Phil, but I'm really starting to enjoy...(prefer?) riding my bike these days. I've always resisted, mostly out of fear of being hit by cars, but also because I'm L-A-Z-Y when it comes to leg-powered activities save walking or having jimmy-leg while sitting and eating snacks. However, lately due to high gas prices, and my need to be more active and get myself some vitamin D, I have given in and started pedaling myself to the movies, to the art store, to musical events, to the grocery store, and even to the gym! I have two small problems though. 1). Why must people in Baltimore try to hit me? Is there a game with high points for hitting redheads? (just kidding, I know you're just aiming for anyone on a bike, but still... are there special points for redheads?).... it's a little terrifying trying to ride safely (Ma & Pa: if you're reading this, I'm TOTALLY KIDDING. It's really REALLY safe, and no one in Baltimore drives- everyone just bikes. even old ladies and babies!). Maybe I'm just a clutz.
the other, #2) I wish I had a bike that didn't sound like it was falling apart when I rode down the street. My breaks squeak, everything that is metal is loose and clanks... I know i should get a better one, but this one came from Grandma's garage, and I'm sentimental.
This being so, you'd think I'd have gone through the trouble of snapping a photo of my bike for you...but I didn't. I'm all sweaty from riding it... and I took this photo at a flea market in Phillly and haven't had a good place to use it yet. Just picture a BLUE bike, even crustier, with different handlebars, a different seat...... and with me riding it. CLANK CLANK CLANK.
At least people hear me coming (one would think).

2 comments:

Nichim said...

Great news! You've got a helmet, right? Your bike sounds lovely, and there's probably nothing wrong with it at a little oil and a wrench wouldn't fix. For that matter, a full overhaul by a professional bike nerd will cost less than the fixing of the smallest possible thing that might go wrong with your car. Bike on!

Red Prairie Press said...

So true. Of COURSE I have a helmet!!!! (and blinkers of all sorts)