My Italian road bike is certainly the 'other' bike. It is also beautiful, European, has that solid Italian sleekness to it and it rides like butter when free of stop-go-stop environments. I thought I would dedicate at least a little post to it.
I have now put on the freewheel that my friend Eric guided me to and it makes *all* that much difference. Instead of riding it once every blue moon, I have been riding this beauty almost every Wednesday evening for butterlap which it really is the only time I make a huge effort not to ride Frenchie luv, so I just go for it.
Eric doing some fine tuning.Recently, I have also ridden the bike all over the south bay. I get bored, easily bored with routines, so I have found many ways to mix it up. I have taken this smurfette up a flight of 3 stories/Bart levels, including being on the wrong platform right when my train approaches. Argh. With the Frenchie, that would take me ages, especially when I must carry this gadget I tote around called a laptop. At almost half the weight, that is more realistic.
I have tried this at least a couple of times in the last month or so. Is not often that I have to travel between cities up to 100 miles in one day. Caltrain, coach buses and Bart become a good tool, but really at the end of the day, I'd like to get back to my peeps and in time to join them for trivia night and a beer. You know.
So here are some pictures from a recent day at work, before even getting to work. This bike does get me everywhere when (and if) I need to get to many places in the Bay Area in one day. Not often at all, but it happens. And it sure is fun.
Bike fuel: caffeine. Lots of it :D