Lindsey Kuper (lindseykuper) wrote,
Lindsey Kuper
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...now get on your bike.

I got a amazing birthday present from my roommate Jon: a bike that he rebuilt for me. I remember seeing this bike months ago in our basement, disassembled and cast off from an ex-bandmate or ex-boyfriend or someone; it looked like a rusty pile of pipes covered with caked-on dirt. Jon packed it off to his workshop and spent weeks Simple Greening the hell out of it, buying new shifters and a new seat and various other new stuff for it, and adjusting it to fit me. Turns out that underneath all that rust and dirt was a beautiful, steel gray Marin mountain bike. Here are the specs, to the extent that they still apply now that so much has changed. Jon described everything that he did to the bike, but bike terminology is so over my head that most of it went in one ear and out the other. Suffice it to say that I'm stoked.

Embarrassingly, I haven't taken it out yet. I don't have a helmet or a lock, so I'm not ready for any serious riding, but the bigger reason is that, well, it's been several years since I've ridden a bike -- what if I do something stupid? But Amanda suggested that my first ride should be over to the Bike Gallery with her tomorrow so that I can get all the stuff I need. I think I can handle that, as long as they let me into the store with the bike, which they should, 'cause, bike store, right? Helmet and lock (and water bottle, and glove, and bike bag, and...) recommendations are much appreciated. For now I just need the necessities for getting around town on the bike, but once I'm more comfortable with it I want to try some, you know, actual mountain biking. I've been thinking for a while that it's time to try a different sport, and maybe this is the shot in the arm I need to make me go for it.

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