Me and My Bikes...
There was a time when I thought that people that dressed up in funny stretchy clothes and spent their days scrunched over a set of handlebars were just plain weird.
I do still think that some of them are weird, but most are not (I have to say that because now I'm one of them). Somewhere down the line, I caught the bug. I'm not sure how - I remember almost dying when I tried to ride 8 km. Then 10, then 12, then 27 and I was off. Now I think that rides like the Horsey Hundred (one hundred miles in one day) are just fun. Don't get me wrong - I have limits. So far my limit is about 250 km in a day, but I have my eyes on 300...
Here are some club and site/store links that I frequent:
