So this bicycle experiment has failed. I haven't been on it in months. Found I enjoyed walking to work better, but I still take the car or motorcycle more. I've actually spent more time on my exercise bike in my basement than on the mountain bike.
I think the novelty wore off quickly for me. Part of it is how I've enjoyed my days off this summer. I've had the project of painting the trim on the house from a horrifying mustard to plain white. House is already looking better. Other days off have been spent with my wonderful girlfriend Marjorie and/or her little 4 year old Alice, who lives with us half the time. Some of this time off has ironically been spent teaching Alice how to ride her bicycle with training wheels. Go Figure. I've also had a few very enjoyable days hiking. Love the White Mountains of NH.
Then there are the times where I just wanna ride.... my motorcycle. I still love my 2005 Honda VTX 1300. Great ergonomics, center of balance while riding. Also, it make me feel all kinds of macho. Most times when I'm riding, I find myself in an odd Zen-like trance; where I feel like I'm completely in line with my center. I think the ergonomics of the bike and my build might have something to do with this, along with the defensive nature of riding a motorcycle properly.
So my mountain bike just sits in my garage, next to my motorcycle, the obvious winner of my affection. I'm going to keep it though, in the hopes that Alice and I could do some riding together. We have an excellent playground across the street from our house with a large paved area that has worked out well for practice. We'll see how it goes. Next spring, the training wheels come off.
And it's autumn in northern NH. Love this time of year
