After last Monday's race it was off to get some food and to do some shopping with Aaron. Yes, I was at least kind enough to change out of my racing shirt into the shirt they gaveaway at the race, because phew....I don't smell so dandy after running hard. Before I knew it, we were at Scheel's and Aaron was telling a dude working there that I wanted to try out a road bike. Whaaaaaaaaaaa? I mean, we've discussed me getting a road bike. And in exchange for me creating a training program for him, he was going to lend me his expert road bike knowledge in order to make an informed decision, but I tend to like to plan things years in advance. Especially large purchases.
So I nervously got on a road bike (for the first time) wearing a helmet (for the first time) and road around the parking lot for about 12 seconds. Done. I know nothing about bikes. I don't know if I "like" this bike because I've only ridden my sweet beach cruiser and some not so sweet mountain bikes back in the day. So I threw in the towel.