Two years ago Michael got me a bike for my birthday. Although I did use it quite a bit for a while, usually going riding with Kevin, sadly, it's been put away in the garage for so long now that I had nearly forgotten about it. I was reunited with it recently, though, when I was out looking for something else in the garage.
I started thinking today how often I get in my truck to drive to the store, which is only a few blocks away, to pick up one or two things. And then I started thinking how cool it would be to ride my bike instead . . . if only I had a basket. So today I went to the bike store and bought a basket for my bike:
Cute, huh?And then I started thinking how I could actually make this my getaway vehicle . . . I could throw a book in that basket, ride down to Starbucks and enjoy my morning coffee alone with a book. Mmmmm, sounds delicious.
6 comments:
That bike is too cute for words.
I love your bike and your basket and your escape plan. And I'm jealous.
That is the bike I have always wanted! So jealous!
Put a baby seat on the back and take Finn for a ride. Or not!
Now THAT is just plain awesome. My little sister just brought my bike down for me a month ago. I need to tune it up and get basket!
Dude - your bike is pimp daddy!
I want in on your escape plan....cruise by my house and pick me up!
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