Fiance bought me a BICYCLE yesterday!
Fiance, who already has a road bike, suggested I get a bike about a month ago. I instantly imagined myself riding around cobblestone roads, wearing a full skirt, pony tail flying in the air, scarf flapping in the wind. There are freshly cut flowers, a baguette, and a bottle of wine in my basket. Also, apparently, I am Audrey Hepburn and I live in Paris.
YEAH, THAT SOUNDS LIKE A GREAT IDEA.
We go to a bike shop and I sit on a couple of bikes to get an idea of what size I need. Of course, I will only look at the "girl bikes" (i.e., a beach cruiser) and more importantly, what type of basket should I get? Wicker? Metal?
After some more research online, we decide on the bike above. It was waiting for me when I got home yesterday. YAY!
Fiance adjusts the seat for me and clips on an LED light in the front and back of the bike (safety first, guys). Lets take it out for a spin around the neighborhood. OKAY!
I get on the bike and suddenly-
"Do I know how to ride a bike?"
ERRR. OK I DO KNOW HOW, but its probably been15+ years since I've ridden a bike?
Needless to say, I was all WOBBLE WOBBLE, but I guess it's true that you never do forget how to ride one of these things. So they say.
We are riding to the bike shop after work today so I can pick out a rear mounted basket. And a baguette.
I always think of this song when I hear the word "bicycle."