It Starts Out So Innocently...

One nice bike to ride.

But you want to race faster and different events and maybe go to France and ride around and drink wine with crazy Australians, so you need bike #2. You love them both so much and have so many adventures, traveling the world.

But then that crazy cross dude catches your eye, so you are sucked in for bike #3. Then, someone tells you repeatedly that, "You ~really~ should go race on the track." So you take his advice and go to check it out. They rent bikes for $5.00! A cheap fun! But three times and three different bikes to ride and you are a one-woman bike rider, so you drive straight to the bike shop and put the track boy on order (bike #4). Hey--we get a team discount!

And then you think you are good and the house is getting a little crowded (no way do any of my bikes live outside or in the garage!), and then some PUSHER on an email list mentions he has a single speed mountain bike which is too small for him that he wants to sell. Mention bike and specs to mountain bike part of race team. They freak, "BUY IT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Welcome bike #5.

My name is clm and I'm a bike addict.