When I first brought my shiny new Trek home (let’s call her “Trek” for the purpose of this post, since I am not one to name my bikes), I thought we would be together for many years. We had some great “times” together (in both senses of the word), but in the end… I just didn’t love her enough.
After realizing I no longer wanted to pursue Ironman Lake Placid, Trek was promptly retired to the basement, never to see the light of day. I had no interest in taking her out, and opted to ride my beloved hybrid any time I went for a bike ride – even for a metric century ride! The truth is, I have always preferred riding my hybrid.