Shaved Legs and Chest Hair
"I completely underestimated our route," She started out. "It took a couple days of climbing just to get to the next town, camping along the way. Then the rain came--so miserable--riding up hill all day then crawling into wet gear. We got worked by the mountains, but it was awesome. I want to go back." There was a lightness to her voice. It was easy to tell the memories of camping under a bright moon, descending long hills with the sun, and the calmness of the mountains in the morning will stick with her for years to come. A few years ago I lent this friend a circa 1980's steel frame Team Fuji bicycle, shifters on the down tube, nice big lugs typical of that time--a school bus on two wheels compared to bikes of today. She had fractured her knee and wanted to get fit without the pain of running. And so it began--that indescribable passion for pedaling--as fast as legs will allow, racing friends, or exploring new terrain via human ...