I’m sorry but I’m just retardedly excited about my bike. It was a serious find. Being incredibly short as I am, it’s really hard to find a bike that I can actually get on to without looking like a moron.
I don’t own a car – one, I’m incredibly poor. I grew up in a household without a vehicle and was accustomed to public transportation – which sucked, by the way. If you want to go somewhere where you are guaranteed harassment, be a young girl with funny colored hair, alone, on a bus and THEN get off and walk home, only to discover some creepy dude is following you.
I also can’t see very well at night – which, even though it hinders me from driving late, stupidly didn’t stop me from riding my old bike AT NIGHT, but I figured if I lit it up like a ufo and was careful and not alone and in well lit low traffic areas, I’d be fine. I love night rides. So great. Cold air and very few cars as long as you stay off of main roads. My old bike, however, while really safe, sturdy and could stop on a dime, was also very very cumbersome and too tall for me. Bus drivers really don’t care if you’re 5’3″ish and struggling to lift your bike on a rack four feet off the ground, they’re going to yell at you the longer you take. This thing isn’t the lightest ever made but it’s the size I’m more concerned about.
I have so many plans for it. New rims and tires, a retro, chrome, bullet style headlight on the front and two matching lights in the back. I want to add a new gear set, maybe a small basket, new seat and brakes as well. Riding brakeless is really silly. It seems to be the hipster trend in my area. As vain as I am, I’d rather have more control over stopping than admiration.
Why the bike obsession? I know I can’t be the only one out there. I blame Pee Wee. ♥