Hi everyone, like someone other than my wife will read this. This blog is going to be about me, and my return to cycling. You see once upon a time I was a pretty girl ... no, wait I raced mountain bikes ... and I'm a dude! I wasn’t half bad, but some of the people I was hanging out with were. Anyway one thing led to another and my fitness level went into a nose dive! Not even joining the Marine Corps could fully restore it. So, it’s been about nine years since my last bike race and I recently disposed of my motorcycles. I took my trusty old GT, Outpost out for a ride. (It was purchased used, for some reason, even though I hardly ever used on, I've always had to have a bike.) Long story short ... it broke, really bad. So, after a few weeks of flip flopping between a high end XC rig and some bargain basement beater I compromised and bought a second floor beater from the nearest mega sport outdoor shop. It's a Diamondback, Response ... I think. It's out in the shed and I don't feel like looking right now. Let's wrap this up. I took it for its first ride today. Boy, am I out of shape. Now keep in mind, I am a clydesdale at 6'2" 215lbs I have never been one of those skinny little "sport" guys. I rode about six miles (I really should get a cycle computer) on relatively flat terrain, ok it was the multi-use trail at Sea Shore State Park. It was not too bad, I feel better than I thought I would. I was disappointed in the past I was keeping though; I remember hauling butt through there much faster in the past. Oh well, maybe it will come back to me. The bike did great though. I guess time will tell how we hold up.