A lifetime ago I used to enjoy bike riding. Nothing strenuous, just moseying around at a relaxed pace. Every so often I think about starting up again. We seem to have accumulated a fair amount of bicycles over the years. Lloyd bought two at a yard sale to fix up, but we never rode them. Brad has a cool tandem bike in our shed that would be awesome to fix up and ride – it will never get done. Two years ago I bought my neighbor’s bike that had two flat tires. I’ve never fixed them. Maybe this will be the summer that it happens. I hauled the latest one out of the shed on Sunday, washed off all the spider egg sacs (*jibblie*) and brought it into the basement. I wonder how long it will live down there? I’m almost certain that I should not replace those tire tubes myself. I could do the front tire, but the back tire involves gears which I’m sure to mess up. I’d like to have some sort of knowledgeable person do it so I don’t land on my face somewhere between here and work.