Monday, April 1, 2013

My pretty bike

I finally bought a bike the week after returning from Austin.  However, there wasn't a whole lot of options for me to pick from. 

I apparently have very disproportionately short legs compared to a disproportionately long torso.  So, I needed a medium frame to accommodate my torso.  But it also had to have a relatively low frame that I could lift my leg over (I give mad props to the sales guy for barely breaking a smile at the first bike I attempted to get on and almost knocked it over bc I had to lift my leg ridiculously high). 

That pretty much left me with two bikes to pick from and the second bike had the lower frame so it was the winner.

Everybody (well my cyclist friends that actually cared) asked me what kind of bike I got.  I honestly had no idea, I didn't even look when I bought it.  All I could tell them was it was purple (my friend saw it later and assured me it's a good brand, so thats a relief).  I felt like such an idiot, but yeah, bikes are really not my thing.

But seriously, isn't it pretty?


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