"Woosh. Woosh. Woosh."
I am not sure how familiar you are with these sounds. I sure am. Today, I was reunited with a good friend. My bike.
I kicked back the kick stand. Then swiping down the bike with the rag to rid my friend of old dust and spider webs. Next came the gruelling task of pumping up the tires with the hand pump. Ugh. Slowly but steadily I started to ride, changing gears and finding my stride. Finally, I felt my legs find their rhythm and woosh I was off! I am glad to be back with my shiney blue friend again!