The old saying “Once you learn how to ride a bike you never forget” is true except riding a bike when your 10 years old and then again when you’re in your forties is a whole different kind of ball game ride.
This is what I learned after several rides:
- Some guy(s) had alot of fun one day designing a really uncomfortable bike seat
- Maybe it was a woman because my husband complained more than I did
- We found ourselves singing that old Billy Crystal tune from the movie “City Slickers” …rolling, rolling , rolling gee my a@#@ is swollen…
Seeking the advice of our local bike shop we invested in bike pants.
The best part of bike pants is the padding.
The worst part of the bike pants is the padding.
Last time I checked no one my age is anxious to add any more girth to their backside.
Comfort won out over vanity.
And in the words of my very funny friend, Mary Gediman
“Its good practice for depends”
