Up until now, I've mainly been going to RPM classes plus some random mountain biking around a tiny tiny lake . As you can see, this puppy is hardly road worthy. I'm not even sure if she'll be able to handle the trip once she's all fixed up.
For the last four weeks, I had forgotten I even had a bike but yesterday I saw it peeping out from behind the crap in my garage. After much rummaging, I can confirm that yes I do infact own a bike.
I don't know much about my bike. Except that it's grey. I'm guessing it's a road bike? The only reason I think this is because I remember someone telling me that road bikes have thin tires and mountain bikes have fat tires. This has thin tires. Thin flat tires.
On further inspection it turns out that my bike is a Sirrus Sport.
It claims to be: a lightweight, head's-up road ride that helps you beat car-trapped commuters home with a measure of safety on the weekdays, yet is still light and efficient enough for a long spin on the weekend. A measure of safety? Hmmmm.
Is this what I need? No idea. Best take it to the bike shop and find out.
Still, it's got to be a better option than this one.
(NB: In case you can't see that properly, that is me riding my 7 year old son's bike. It's called a Screamer. I wanted one but they didn't have my size. )
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