The past few days/weeks I have been spending sometime reacquainting myself with my road bike and getting to know my newest acquisition. The roadie felt foreign to me the first time I got on it. It hadn't been the longest break, but certainly the break where I lost the most. But we're quickly getting to know each other again and I'm sure that soon we'll be back at it like old friends.
Things aren't going so well with the mountain bike. They say you shouldn't pick between your children, but I must admit I am partial to the road bike, perhaps completely based on perception. I don't like falling, I don't like jumping over things, I don't like how bumpy it is. In almost 2 years I have only fallen off twice. In several hours of "mountain biking" (read: riding around Will's parent's wooded yard) I quickly equaled that number.
Then why get one? Because I know that once I learn, it will become more enjoyable and my road riding will benefit as well. The learning curve is steep, but I like a challenge.
But for now, given the choice, I'll choose the road bike.
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