My bike Obsession is growing – as is my bike collection
I’ve become obsessed with bikes. I walk around town watching all the cyclists, identifying bikes, spotting what bike storage they’re using, the width of their tires, flat or drop handles? I walk slowly past bike parks (one of these days I’m going to be arrested, they’re going to think I’m about thief one, but worst of all I’ve become one of those people, who has more than one bike. My housemates were not impressed, our house already looks like a velo hotel.
Ooh my new bike, a great deal of thought (procrastination) research (endless google reviews) and external bike inspection (dodging arrest at the bike parks) went into the purchase, this is the one, the bike that will get me through 100 hilly Ride London Miles.
It's rather nice, I’m a bit nervous to take it out the house, but oooh it’s a nice ride, soooo smooth, Sanatana Smooth. It glides silently, in contrast to my rattily old (well not that old) hybrid. It’s made me less nervous about losing my hybrid. My plan is to do some pottering around the streets of Clapham when I can, and some leisurely lengthier miles over Easter.
But the big question is… will it get me up the Hills?
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