My New Bike!

Meet my new bike! She doesn't have a name yet, and we are still getting to know each other. When I first got her, I was shocked. I was at Athlete's Lounge with my Dad and the plan revolved around possibly outfitting my Serotta (which I love dearly) with aerobars. Instead, I walked out with the Kilo above. My mind was racing. AEROBARS, BRAKES ON THE HORNS AND SHIFTERS ON THE AEROBARS?!?!?!?! I'm going to wreck. A TRI BIKE?! Am I ready for this?!?!?!?!?!!! I sort of panicked. I hadn't even rode the bike in the "real" world and was feeling VERY nervous about the purchase.

At the same time, the big snow storm hit and my bike was left at the shop. When the snow finally melted and I was able to get back to the store to pick her up, my heart started to open a little. My friend Crystal was with me, and as is necessary for triathletes, all we could talk about was racing, training, and gear. So, it was fun to have her thoughts and tips on my purchase. As I walked out of the store, with my bike rolling along by my side, I realized that this little guy has some major spunk. She felt like a hyper dog or adolescent that just wanted to GO! Words like "zippy" and "peddle fast" came to mind as I looked down at her. The energy was contagious and the next thing I knew, I wanted to hop on and GO.

We are still strangers, but we have over 20 weeks to get to know one another. Welcome to Ironman training little Roo!