I have hereby thwarted criminal attempts to keep me off the sidewalks by purchasing a gorgeous 7-speed berry-coloured bicycle. The kids rode trikes around the store while I chose. It had to be pretty, yet strong enough to pull a giant stroller. I even got some pink and white tassles for extra girliness.
We had lunch at the Mandarin across the parking lot from the bike store, then it was time for my bike's maiden voyage (because the thing wasn't going to fit in a car full of kids). Anyway the ride was fabulous, smooth and easy to pedal. Brant Street is still a killer, but even though I haven't biked since November, I barely broke a sweat. (Though that could be because it's still a little cold out). Thank goodness I had a buffet lunch to give me energy!
Keep my hand-me-down teal bike, Hooligans! If you want this one, you will have to brave the obstacle course that is my backyard. I will not leave it out front. At least, not right away.