I was looking through an old photo album of my bikes. My boys were tiny, my dog was young, and my Betty Foy was sparkly and new. But you look at things through different eyes over the years, and today, I came across a couple of regrettable old photos that made me want to cry and then laugh, simultaneously. It was 2013. I was obviously the most excited person in my family about biking. I had just gotten that Betty Foy and thus I could do just about anything. I invented all sorts of adventures for us - fun things but we had to get there by bike. I dragged my two tiny boys along, regardless of their sub-standard bikes. Even the dog was not spared. Surely this must be List-appropriate? There will be lots of photos of a Betty Foy, and that very bike was the source of all the “adventures” I inflicted on my tiny family members.
(I’m going to post the photos, with commentary in the following entry. This, because I have never figured out how to get photos posted in the body of this message - I only can do it from email after the first post arrives there. If anyone has a hot tip about that, I’m all ears.) Who else has tortured their family with their own love of bicycles? Who else has told themselves, “Well, it’s good for them.” Who else was a slow learner but eventually got their act together and bought better equipment for a better experience for the tortured family members? Leah -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "RBW Owners Bunch" group. To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send an email to rbw-owners-bunch+unsubscr...@googlegroups.com. To view this discussion on the web visit https://groups.google.com/d/msgid/rbw-owners-bunch/8b89aeaa-9687-4367-90bc-7e7a891ee2dbn%40googlegroups.com.
