Cycling has been a critical part of my identity since I was at least seven, some fourty years ago. Every few years I am reminded of this, particularly when I have a watershed cycling season like this one, 2009, the year I got my first road bike. (Why did I wait so long?) [upcoming posts: watershed cycling experiences]
I've thought so much about what cycling means to me for so long that now I decided that it is finally time to write about some of my most treasured road biking experiences, as well as reflect on my attempt to be a year-round cyclist with the help of my new trainer. Since I'm terrible at keeping journals, I thought that maybe the discipline of maintaining a blog would be somehow more attractive and easier.
This picture is from 1971. We lived in Japan for three years, while my dad took a job with IBM to help to develop a new plant. This was my first serious bike and I was so proud. This photo was taken at our apartment complex in Osaka. It was a 5-speed with some pretty awesome headlights and tail lights, as well as a generator. I was king of all the world.
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2 comments:
i seriously thought this was a photo of T, not you. wow!
looking forward to reading about your cycling adventures :) good for you.
-B
good idea for a blog Armin! I'd like to hear more about (and see pictures of) your year round experiences. I used to ride my 10 speed bike from Sears in the middle of winter down to the flood wall in Endicott...that was when I was in college I think. Then in college there was going to do laundry and grocery shopping with a backpack on the bike.
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