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Monday, July 14, 2014

A quick review of the Schwinn Sierra 2 comfort bike


A bit under two-months-ago, after several years of due consideration and idle promises, I finally went out and bought a decent bicycle from a decent local bicycle shop.  My bodyweight had been creeping up again so I figured I had no choice but to further increase my physical activity (and to return to strictly regulating the quality and quantity of my grazing).

With the seven-speed twist-grip shifting, along with fore and aft handgrip braking, this fenderless, thick-tire, entry-level bicycle is more than adequate for my daily (or nearly so) physical fitness use.   This bike should give more years of service than I have life left to live.  Let me be clear about one thing; I bought this bicycle for mercenary reasons; I am not a delusional bicycle fan-boy on an imaginary “Tour de France.”  Although it was a traditional childhood rite of passage, I disliked riding bicycles over a half century ago and nothing has changed my mind since then.  There is not one lick of nostalgia anywhere in my sixty-two-year-old-soul for bicycling.  I am doing it for my physical health, not my mental health. 

At the big retail stores, I found that this same bicycle (make and model) is rarely completely or properly assembled, but it is around $50 cheaper than it is from most typical local bicycle shops.  A couple of bicycle shops near me offer “tune-ups” for bicycles purchased from big box stores; this service ranges from $40 - $80, so I figured I was time and money ahead by staying with a bike shop.

The only safety gear I allow myself is a blaze orange hunting vest for visibility and sunglasses with a rearview mirror. 



2 comments:

Pumice said...

I checked the store sight. Interesting. You almost make me think about getting a bike but my fear is it would sit in the garage until my wife sold it at a garage sale.

Keep us posted on your riding. Maybe it will eventually get us off the couch.

Grace and peace.

James A. Zachary Jr. said...

Hey there Pumice. Car versus bicycle accidents are common in our area; I stay on our local string of neighborhood streets, daylight hours only, away from major highways and the parade of Lance Armstrong wannabes. I stay off the sidewalks unless it is to avoid some hazard; I am a polite biker and yield to the rest of the world.

Take care.