Lovacott
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I'm 65 and ride an early 90s, 21 speed Pioneer Trail. I've started cycling in relative earnest the last month or so, starting with a few local 10km rides. The bike isn't the lightest in the world, but to be honest the heaviest thing on it is me, at 15 stone.
I (re) started cycling back in March weighing in at 14.5 stone and today I weighed in at 13 stone for the first time since I was 30 (I am now 59).
I have a lumpy cheap Halfords Apollo MTB which started to give up after a few weeks, so I started to replace each bit as it failed by getting stuff from Amazon or wherever I could during lockdown.
Originally, I was determined to buy a new bike, but as there was nothing available, I stuck with what I've got and upgraded it. It's hard work up the hills but on the plus side, it has made me a lot fitter in a much shorter time frame.
I am now doing a daily commute which a year ago I thought I would never be able to achieve.
My bike doesn't look trendy and I've made some weird modifications to suit my daily trip. How I carry luggage, how I light the road ahead, how I make sure that others see me.
A lot of what I do is straight out of "Blue Peter" with sticky back plastic and washing up liquid bottles.
I fashioned a bottom bracket set mud deflector out of a two litre supermarket bleach bottle and it works a treat.
I carry my luggage in a £5 B&Q storage box fastened to my rack.
It reminds me of when I used to use pegs and strips of cereal packets to make my 1970's chopper sound like a Triumph Bonneville.
When you start riding a bike (or start riding a bike again), the kid in you will come back to life and you will get to see what life is really about.
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