meet fernando.

this is my new bike that i just bought 2 hours ago. his name is fernando. we are already best friends. he was kind of bored just riding around our complex, but i promised him the taste of the open road pretty soon.

i also got a helmet and a neon-visible camelbak with fernando, all thanks to a generous wedding gift from a family friend. i suppose i could have put it toward my considerable credit card debt, but fitness > all.

i knew as soon as i swung a leg over that fernando and i were meant to be. i had just been bemoaning to kz how i had been trying to buy a bike for days. DAYS i tell you. i decided last week i should get one and replace some of my gym time with riding in the fresh air. i did some research and slept on the idea. i found what i wanted but couldn't get the right frame size, or a non-girlybike, or a hybrid rather than a mountain bike, or something i could afford, anywhere since friday. i thought it was pretty awful that in a capitalist society, i had to WORK HARD to find someplace to purchase something ubiquitous to all that is american. i was moping around so much that kz mocked me with a perfect impersonation of my whining, "i've been trying to purchase a multi-hundred dollar item meant for serious road use and fit to my own build, and from when i got the idea in my head and did research to when i could actually buy one took days! several days!" and he made me laugh, and i vowed to be more patient.

then i went to EMS and was charging fernando 10 minutes after i walked in. patience is for pussies.