As I write this I am at home in Westchester sipping some tea with my mom and relaxing on the mandatory vacation I was made to take. Poor me. I wanted to tell you about an experience I had yesterday that really showed how far I’ve come as a bicyclists.
In my earlier, fatter, lazier days I still liked to ride my bike. I would take it up to the local Suncoast, a three mile trip, and buy a copy of Dragonball on VHS. Now I am dating myself. The thing is back then I would not be able to make it up the hills. I would walk my bike the part of the way that I could not climb.
Yesterday I went out to buy some groceries with my brother, hence the title, and I really got to see how far I have gone. First mechanically, I found an old bike in our garage, assessed it, and made it rideable for my brother. Thanks Mary Lou. Then structurally, I was able to climb those hills without incident. I wasn’t even in a low gear. Lastly, if my brother symbolized me when I was younger while he was wheezing and struggling to get up hills I wasn’t even breaking a sweat.
So I’ll leave you with these parting words, look back from where you’ve come so that you can appreciate where you are. Just remember to keep strait on the road.