The last two days have been sunny with temps not quite to 60°(F)...a sure sign that it's time to get my ass on a bike. The real bikes are stashed away where it will take some effort to retrieve them, and then they'll require tuning up...but we have those $20 Huffy beach cruisers, rebuilt and greased and good to go.
I hopped on one yesterday for my maiden voyage '05. Did a quick out-and-back 8-mile ride from the house. 2 miles of down-flat-down, 2 miles of fairly mild sustained climb (4% average?), then reversed. But the cruiser has only one speed – a totally middle/middle gear ratio – and fat low-inflation tires. So it's a decent workout. Did it again today. I'm making this my early season training. If I keep this up daily (or as often as weather allows) for the next two or three weeks, I'll be good and strong for the real rides.
The beauty of the cruiser is that I can ride without suiting up in all my high-tech gear. Mr Mora and I rode today in baggy jeans, T-shirts, sneakers, and shades. I think it's worth digging out my Chuck Taylors for early season.
It's interesting that when we ride all geared up in Lycra and helmets and the latest whizzbangery, people scowl at us, take pleasure in trying to run us off the road, and give us the finger whenever possible. On the cruisers, anyone and everyone has a big smile of approval and a hearty wave. Maybe it's the shit-eating grins on our faces. Riding a cruiser is just fucking FUN, like being a kid again.












