In my 30s I lived in Seattle and rode bikes everywhere. I was proud on the day I rode a bmx from the stadium up and over to the other side of Capitol Hill where I lived. It’s only a 3 mile (4.8 km) trip but with a 400 ft (121.9 m) change in elevation.
Awesome. If I saw someone 10 years older than me absolutely tearing up a path in the woods, pushing themselves the way I remember biking for fun, I’d be nothing short of inspired.
I bike 50 miles a day (in summer, at least) and I fucking hate getting passed by the guys that look like they’re in their 80s. I just tell myself they’re on an e-bike, which might even be true sometimes.
If it’s something you both enjoy and that is good for your health, you need to double-ignore any “haters”. They aren’t going to live in your head with your future body, so fuck 'em.
I like riding a bmx bike but I’m also pushing 40 so I look like an old crackhead who just stole a kids BMX bike if I do.
In my 30s I lived in Seattle and rode bikes everywhere. I was proud on the day I rode a bmx from the stadium up and over to the other side of Capitol Hill where I lived. It’s only a 3 mile (4.8 km) trip but with a 400 ft (121.9 m) change in elevation.
Awesome. If I saw someone 10 years older than me absolutely tearing up a path in the woods, pushing themselves the way I remember biking for fun, I’d be nothing short of inspired.
I bike 50 miles a day (in summer, at least) and I fucking hate getting passed by the guys that look like they’re in their 80s. I just tell myself they’re on an e-bike, which might even be true sometimes.
If it’s something you both enjoy and that is good for your health, you need to double-ignore any “haters”. They aren’t going to live in your head with your future body, so fuck 'em.