So when I got home, I pulled out my old bike. I love that bike. I bought it 20 years ago at Darling Man's behest. I couldn't believe I was going to buy a bike that cost $325! It wasn't the best bike made, but it was up there. Over the next decade, it took a lot of punishment. When I got pregnant and had my son, it was pretty much retired. I'd ride it every once in a while, but nothing like I used to. It was in pretty sad shape when I pulled it out.
Doesn't look so bad from a distance...
And my gears don't look so hot.
The wires for my brakes and gearshift are rusted.
And my chain is probably beyond salvagable. It doesn't look too promising, does it? I'm guessing keeping it under the back deck wasn't the best thing I could do. I got to work with a bucket of water and a dishrag.
The paint's pretty nicked up.