For the last several years, despite not having been on a bicycle in almost 15 years, I wanted a bike. Not just any bike though, I wanted a cruiser, a pink one with a big comfy seat and a basket. I had visions of riding my bike to the store, complete with pigtails, a big floppy hat and a flowered dress, and meandering around the neighborhood. Last February, finally tired of daydreaming, I went to Target intent on coming home with a bike, and I did.
It was everything I had hoped for, except that it wasn’t pink. I could have brought home a pink bike, but oddly the pink bike didn’t suit me as much. Betty, by bikes name, came already assembled with a big comfy seat, basket, cup holder, bell, and a bottle opener! She was perfect! I rode her nearly everyday, minus the pigtails, floppy hat, and flowered dress. I rode through the neighborhood.
I rode at night.
I rode along the Arizona Canal.
But I never rode to the store. Bike theft is huge in the Phoenix area and I haven’t found a bike lock I’m willing to trust yet.
The husband has a mountain bike and quickly fell in love with trail riding. Wanting to see if I would also enjoy trail riding, he bought me a mountain bike.
We bought Beulah, this bikes name, second-hand for very cheap, as a starter bike, to see if I would like trail riding. The bike riding uncle lives near an old gravel pit and rides his bike there all the time, the husband thought this would be a good introduction for me to trail riding.
We rode 10.56 miles that day, less than a mile in the gravel pit, the rest along the Cave Creek Trail.
Immediately after that ride my only thought was, ‘sweet jesus, my ass hurts’. Beulah did not come with a big comfy seat. My next thought was that riding in the dirt wasn’t so bad. There is a distinct difference between riding in the gravel pit and trail riding I would learn.
The next time I rode Beulah was with an enhanced padded seat on a 7.23 mile ride along the canal, and my ass still hurt.
It wasn’t long before the full heat of summer was upon us and it was still 100° at 9pm. I tried to keep up with my riding but eventually the heat got the better of me. I rode once or twice through the fall but had gotten out of the habit, sadly Betty and Beulah sat unridden in the shed for months.
I missed riding my bikes though, so as I was formulating my 2017 goals I decided to include bike riding. I had already set a goal of hiking 500 miles in 2017 so I decided to match that and also ride 500 miles in 2017. I already knew the mileage math involved, 1.4 miles per day or 9.6 miles per week or 41.7 miles per month. I rode roughly 250 miles in 2016, once again, challenge accepted!