GymBuddy is talking nonsense.
She wants me to get a road bike -- to actually ride outside -- **GASP**
Nay, Nay.
It was only after much trepidation that I would take an indoor spin class. Stationary cycling is perfectly fine for me. Hell, when I am weary on a Thursday morning, I can even close my eyes. Try doing that on the road!
Spinning is safe. For me, as well as the rest of the world. There are no on-coming cars in that square of a room at f.i.t., there are no sand patches, and no need to wear a helmet.
I am still recovering from a road ride trauma one Easter Sunday when I was 9. Almost got killed when my bike hit a patch of sand going downhill on a busy street. When I finally did manage to crash safely on the sidewalk, I wound up with a bloody knee and a hole in my good white Easter tights. I was nearly run over, and all my mother cared about was the fact that I ruined my white Easter tights because I was too lazy to take them off before pulling my jeans on.
And have you seen the tires on road bikes? There are inch worms that are thicker than those things.
I like going nowhere on my bike.
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