My Bike

I wanted to show a picture of the bike I ride. I have to say when my husband first came home with it, I wasn't impressed. Then I started to ride it and I was hooked, I love it. To back up a bit, it was three years ago and I had been busy saving a little bit of money each week into our savings. I wanted to have a nice little stash of money for Christmas. Well, my husband was out running a few errands with two of the kids and they found themselves at the pawn shop. My husband couldn't believe what he had saw, there was the bike for me. We had been wanting to get me a bike because everyone in our family had one and my husband wanted to get back into cycling. He did a lot of cycling when he was younger and competed in races. My husband came home, told me about it and wondered if he could buy it. I thought about it and didn't really want to use my little nest egg, but this was such a great deal so I said ok. When he got it home and I went out to look at it my mouth dropped, it was orange and not what I thought. My husband felt bad, I felt bad because I should not have acted that way, I should have been grateful. It didn't take long and I fell in love with it. We are now maybe talking of getting me a different bike next year and while I think I want a new one I feel kinda attached to my big orange bicycle.