I hadn't forgotten how much fun it is to go fast... but it sure did come as a welcome shock to the senses!
First ride to work today on the real bike - I worked out that me and it have been wounded or recuperating for 6 months now, but now we've just got a couple of scars and aches.
It's SO much fun to floor it on a bike and feel it surge underneath you. My MTB is like an old holiday park trail ride horse: "You can kick and kick all you like buddy - I've already made up my mind about how fast we're going". My real bike is like a thoroughbred: "You said fast, right? Ok, let's go really fast! Left? Right? Go! Go! Go!"
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I used to have a mountain bike like that... a steel framed Pugeot mountain bike. Slow in every situation except free-fall.
Good times (bad landings).
woo-hoo!
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