Yesterday I wrote about the dumbest thing I’ve ever done. I also wrote about my plan to drive to MY Town and back to resolve the problem, which would have been the second dumbest thing I’ve ever done. It’s all moot now, because — HALLELUJA! — I found the key to my bike lock this morning. To celebrate, I rode my bike to the charming town of Stanley, Iowa.
Hi. My name is Greg and I ride my bike a lot. That is to say, I ride my bike almost every day. I go on long rides and short rides. Sunny rides, cloudy rides, and rainy rides. I like commuting, errand-running, day-tripping, overnighting, and touring on my bike. I ride on city streets, highways, gravel, single track, and snow with equal enthusiasm. Sometimes I ride fast and sometimes I ride slow. I try to keep my feet on the pedals at stop lights and I do not dismount when I hop up on a curb. I have a roadie bike, a mountain bike and a touring bike. I try to accept any challenge a bike ride can throw at me without complaint. But I don't like bugs.