After months of anticipation I rode my bike today. It wasn't far or fast but it was a real ride -- helmet, gloves, heart rate monitor -- the works. The ride itself wasn't too bad, I used my monster-cross, a large-tired cross bike made by Black Mountain Cycles. It's got a really smooth ride and I sit a bit more upright than the Hakkalugi race bike. Still my shoulders were the limit, getting sore after just a few minutes.
It was a emotional event, Sunday morning bike rides have been a tradition for me for more than 10 years and restarting them marks a return to normalcy. During the ride, I was overcome with emotion as I remembered laying in the hospital bed dreaming about riding again. Today that dream came true.
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Excellent! I was wondering when you be able to get back on the bike! I've been riding my monster cross too (Salsa Fargo). I've had to stay off my Moots Vamoots with all the diziness and vertigo I have...Fargo is very stable and forgiving. Keept it up Ren!
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