Yesterday, Dan and I took a little trip to the neighborhood bicycle shop and bought close to $300 worth of gear,all for me. Dan has been bike commuting for years and has it all down. I am the one they all were probably laughing about as soon as I left. I felt like a complete idiot, with "one of these old-style bikes" as the very hip, very fit bike repair chick called my 21st birthday present, which still works great, thank you. As I sat my fat ass down on my new seat (oops!) saddle to see if it felt right, I was embarrassed because I don't know HOW its supposed to feel! And frankly, when you are as out of shape as I have become, there is no getting around the inevitable pain that will come from exercise.
The motivation for all these purchases, which include my new shorts, a combination of tourniquet and Depends undergarment (should help with the saddle pain), aerodynamic helmet that makes me look like a character from Star Trek, and saddle bags to carry my stuff, is so that I will not fall over dead when we go to the Bainbridge in Bloom garden tour next weekend. We have opted to "Bike the Bloom". It should be the perfect vacation for us, I get to drool over the amazing gardens and Dan gets his bike tour. An O'Henry kind of vacation. According to Sunset Magazine, we will be encountering "the most passionate gardeners in the world" And I feel so eco-friendly traveling only by train then ferry then bike. Not anywhere near a car for four whole days. Wish me luck.
