There are 5 reasons I used to like riding my old bicycle.
My daily commute used to be: ride old bike 1 mile to train station and lock the bike there, ride train 3 miles to the next stop to catch a shuttle bus, then ride shuttle bus 10 miles to work. But HERE is the thing! If I ride my bike FOUR miles each morning to the shuttle bus I can load the bike onto the rack on the front of the bus and have my bike with me at work. After work load it back onto the bus, ride the bus 10 miles, and then ride the bike 4 miles back home. Or better yet, on some days ride the bike all the way home from work. On my first outings with the new bicycle, several times I took people unawares as I rode up behind them swiftly and silently on my new stealth bike. My unsuspecting victims jumped, but it was not joy I read on their faces. Luckily my daughter Kim has given me a bell for my bike. I didn’t want one of those bells that says “I ♥ my bike” because “heart” is not a verb. The idea of hearting something has never seemed right to me. The bell she gave me says “I ♥ my bike”…I guess I’ll have to face the facts: I heart my bike. There! I said it! And here is the 1 reason I like my new bike:
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