Bike Love

I parked my bike in our dining room about two weeks ago and it’s been there ever since. I had it tuned up and cleaned up and it looks so beautiful I just can’t put it in the garage. There’s dirt in there. My husband is not especially thrilled about our dining room looking like a dorm room so he asked me today when I was going to move my precious bike to the garage. I said something mature like, “Why do I have to move it? Are we having someone over for dinner?”

Suzy Lightning

I coddle my bike. She demands it. She’s the European supermodel of road bikes: beautiful, lightweight, and temperamental. I call her Suzy Lightning after the song by Warren Zevon. In addition to being high-maintenance, she’s fast — much faster than I can handle. That’s why I have a variety of these:

Brain bucket

We are ready to ride! We wish to be on the road! But until the rain stops, Suzy and I are not leaving the dining room.

Our lake -- I mean driveway.