Why in the world was I riding one of my mom's bikes, and not my own? That's a great question. At the present moment, my bike needs new tires. I have gotten at least one puncture flat on every ride I've been on in the last few months. Given how horrible I am at changing tubes, this equates into 45 minutes standing on the side of the road trying to change a tube, not look pathetic, and not get hit by cars. Not to mention that at $5 a pop, tubes aren't cheap... and should last longer than 1-2 bike rides. So instead of spending the $80-100 it would take to get new tires, I decided to drive the 35 minutes to my parents' house to use this cutie. Besides that, my bike is pretty basic. Getting to use my mom's bike is like the difference between driving a beater, and driving a nice car; sometimes you need that extra indulgence.
And then I came home from the best ride ever, and made a fantastic recovery drink:
What was the best workout you've had lately? Do you nerd out on gear like I do? I am such a gear junkie! Have a great day, guys and gals!