Developing Relationships

I just partook in my new breakfast special.  Mmmm Ibuprofen... delicious, and so not nutritious. You would think I was eating Rice Krispies for breakfast because all I hear when I get out of bed is snap, crackle, and pop. Unfortunately I am still having some problems with my hip..or pelvis, or whatever the heck it is that hurts. I wasn't sure what to expect after turning 23, but I didn't know I was going to slowly but surely begin to fall apart.

I suppose there was one good thing to come out of turning 23 and that is my developing love for my new bike a.k.a. The Pink Panther ( I know, original huh? ) and for cycling.

Here she is...

 My love for cycling is kind of like an arranged marriage. If I was not forced into it because of an injury, I may have never discovered my love for it, and the love that is still developing.

Before I was injured, and I was solely just running, I saw cycling as lazier form of running that required a costly piece of equipment. But who knew it could be so fun? I will admit, I was skeptical when I first saw my new bike. It's shiny pink paint glistened in the sunlight with confidence, while it's large, but skinny wheels pronounced it's delicacy. I grabbed the curled, unfamiliar feeling handlebars and hopped on the soft, yet Va Jay Jay suffocating seat ( thanks Oprah ). Will I grow to love this as much as running?

My question was quickly answered after the first spin I took around the block. I couldn't help but smile as I felt the wind blow in my face and over my back as I crouched down into racing position. Did I love it as much as running? No, not yet, but just like any relationship ( yes even a running relationship ) it takes time. I am still getting to know my bike, but I am beginning to love it more, and more each time I ride it. Now for the big question. Where do I see this relationship going?

Maybe here?
http://www.auburntriathlon.com/duathlon/duathlonindex.shtml
 

What ya think? Could I do it?