Starting Over...and the "Trust Factor"
A while back I broke down and bought a comfort bike. It’s a clever marketing name for bicycles for old people. For nearly thirty years I had a yellow Schwinn 12-speed…the kind with the super thin tires made for racing though you never did. And a microscopic seat that after a mile on the trail made you feel like you’d gone down the twenty-story Wedgie-O-Matic waterslide at the water park. Plus, you’re hunched over like Quasimodo.
Hence, the comfort bike.
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