Wednesday, April 30, 2008

I've Grown Old and Mad Staring Into the Heart of a Dark Star

Since last year, I made a few goals for myself. They came at a time where I felt that I as a person could be something more. I wanted change, I knew that this time here and now is the best time for me do things differently. It's one of those life crossroads where I was staring at the beginning of a post school, adult life, and looking back at the young adult school life.

One of those things I had decided to do was ride a bike. Everywhere.

Before that time, last April, I think, I hadn't hopped on a bike for years. The last time I had rode one was when I picked it up from the repair shop my freshman year in college, after one of the pedals fell off while I was in the middle 55th street. Which sucked because I missed out on going to Manny's Deli with my class at the end of the trip. I know, I could go to Manny's Deli and get sandwiches anytime, but it wouldn't be the same.

I wanted a new bike, so on impulse I decided to go and buy one, and it cost me damn near 300 bucks. But it was an awesome ride. Until it got stolen while I was shopping in a Jewel grocery store. I walked around the block many times, hoping that I would find it hidden in some corner, behind some garbage can, or see the guy who stole it riding it. But I was out of luck.

So a good friend of mine told me of a bike place, and I went up there and got a decent (rusty) bike for half the price I spent on my previous. It was also nice I got it during the middle of Pride Weekend. Very interesting, I wasn't feeling uneasy about the flamboyance, I think I am too creepy looking for gay guys to hit on me, don't know if that is a good thing or bad thing.

Nevertheless...

I got my bike and it began a great experience, where I got really good at riding long distances. Up to 30 miles three times a week was my peak performance. I strongly endorse everyone getting a bike, it's like the world opens up to you, until you hit a pothole, or run into a car, or have neighborhood kids throw things at you, or you freeze half to death like I did today riding.


But seriously, bikes are fun.


1 comment:

Unknown said...

Track bikes are hard as hell to ride. When I visited my friend in Victoria, Canada, I managed to go out biking with him twice. The first time, I barreled down a hill and off into the grass. The second time, I made it to the liquor store and back. That seat was killing my taint.

Anywho, 24 days til Cedar Point. They're doing a 4 season pass discount that'd save you $5, making it $105. There might be a $4 fee on top of that, if I remember correctly. Trisko, Zach, and Kyle need passes also, so we can hook all of you guys up for that. The cabin is going to be $1025.80 for the 5 nights. Split 10 or 11 ways.. you can do the math. Gas should cost $20. Food will be barbecued, and there will be a nice beer menu. Let me know asap if you're in for sure.