THROWBACK THURSDAY: 1988 CANNONDALE ROAD BIKE
Man, did I save and save and save my ass off for this thing.
But it was real.
For two years before this, I ground and mashed my way around on my older brother’s early ‘70s Nishiki Olympic.
But that was a casual, campus ten-speed that had been dressed up to look like a serious road bike.
It was a hag in drag.
But now…I was legit.
I had committed to a serious road bike.
Never mind that it was the bottom of the line, had terrible components and the cheap wheels went out of true after 50 miles.
It was $350 – the most I’d ever spent on anything and I felt like I’d arrived.
So what’d I go and do?
I went and put this one in drag, too. Just look at that poor thing.
The seat cover.
The color-fade bar tape.
The Scott tri bar.
Oh the humanity.
But warts and polka dot seat covers and all, she’ll always be in my heart.
Because to me she was beautiful.
She was my first.