Quest for a triathlon bike

A bike has always been special. It was my first mode of transportation and the more I rode the further I could go. My first bike had training wheels and I soon found it to be too limiting. I figured how to use a pair of pliers to twist off the screws and soon I was riding free and wild as a 5 year old could imagine himself to be. I was riding a horse, a motorcycle and a rocket when I dared to go really fast.

We purchased my third daughter's first bike last night. It was pink with white tires. I thought of her playing with Barbie dolls and toys and now she is learning the value of a bike to get you where you want to go.

I couldn't help notice all of the safety guides and simplicity of this bike to help her learn how to ride and avoid getting her pants caught in the chain.

Now I'm looking for a bike suitable for a triathlon. I'm nervous about all of the options but mostly it is the cost. I remind myself that it is cheaper than a computer I built last year. It is cheaper than my last car repair bill. To imagine tuning a bike to fit my body and make it my own like no other bike I've owned. To dream and rediscover the joys of cycling.