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Off Road Down-hill... shaken not stirred

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Enter Stage Right

The earliest memories I have of cycling or learning to cycle is hazy at best. My sisters and I shared a red Raleigh Chopper, a three geared beastly beauty which we took turns cycling circles around our front yard. I rode it as a fighter plane or an imaginary sports car in my afternoon/evening escapades. I never rode it as a bicycle and stopped riding altogether by the time I was in my teens.

Two and a half decades passed, one of those moments in life where we wonder where all the time has gone. I decided that I should change my life from a desk pilot to a life pilot (or at least not spend 100% of my time at the desk). I wanted a better quality of life, a smile on my face, a relaxed shoulder and a lower blood pressure. I spent a good year looking and experimenting around in various sports (paintball etc.) and finally ended up buying myself a recumbent trike.

A month of recumbent cycling conquered, I walked into my local bike store and started looking at normal bikes - of the sturdier kind (mountain bike). I ended up walking out of the store with a hardtail mountain bike and began putting some mileage on it - it has been 5 months of cycling and I have put in 1,800km on the tires.