Before Ana was born I was an avid cyclist -- but not the annoying kind. I never owned a bike jersey or bike shorts. I just rode my bike everywhere. On average I racked up sixty miles a week. After she was born life (and my riding schedule) changed dramatically -- I traded my bikes for car seats. Slowly, I am starting to ride again, however. Ana rides with me, too; we run short errands with her in the Burley, but it's nothing it was like two years ago. Today was a big day for us, though. I just bought a new junker bike and was installing a new bike seat and she asked if she could help. I showed her how the tools worked; she held a bolt in place as I prepared a wrench. She even held the tire in place so the bike wouldn't tip over. I'm proud to say she got her first bike grease ever, too. There's a streak on her knee from the chain and some on her forearm. They are slight stains, but I felt the need to document this first foray into biking culture.
Knee grease!
Check out the grease below the pink sleeve! It's faded, yes (Jen was trying to scrub it off before I stopped her so I could take this photo), but still tough looking.
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