I went into the bike shop wanting to spend at most $500 on a women’s hybrid/mountain bike with suspension (preferably black) so I could go on the fire trails through Kuringai National Park, I walked out with a $1000 men’s road bike (silver) with a rigid frame that promises to take me from Waverton to Marrickville in record time. Despite the sudden change, I’m so excited I about it, I might take it out on its maiden voyage tomorrow in the rain. What the hell! The guy forgot to cut down the seat, (one of the key selling points) so I will be precariously perched on an oversized bike on the slippery road. And who thought modern life was without risk and adventure?
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