I Feel Lucky Because I Love My Bike
Middle-aged men may have their mistresses and their sports cars, I have a new pink bike that has given me my youth back! I bought my Electra Townie about a month ago and I cannot get enough of riding around town on it. Everyone stops me to tell me how cute my bike is… do they do that when they see Mr. 50-year old with his bombshell? I bet not.
It’s defnitely ironic how when everyone feels that a car is the ultimate source of freedom, especially for a young adult. When real freedom is not having to get into a car at all. I have never, NEVER, liked driving. I’d rather take a train, ride a bus or grab a cab to get around. Let someone else deal with the traffic, the sitting-at-lights, the angry fellow drivers. Frankly, I’d rather read or do my crossword puzzle.
My bike, however, has made me feel young again. I ride around with my bell to warn others as I approach and I am ten years old, all over again. Now, that’s freedom! I even got my 14 year old son to admit that riding around is fun. He lights up when I ask if he’d like to go for a ride with me…and that’s worth the price of the ticket.