Before she left for Buffalo, I got Diana out on the bike for a little under four miles of riding. I inflated the tires on my old bike and dropped the seat (and moved it forward and rotated the brake handles... there was a lot of adjusting to do). When I got on and peddled a little to make sure the shifting wasn't totally out of whack, I instantly remembered what I hated about the bike. It was the seat. The seat is miserable. I logged at least a few thousand miles on that seat in the early 90's. I can't believe I never changed it!
So she had no problem keeping up, though she's still figuring out cadence and shifting. Just need to get her a good gel seat for women. Perhaps if she digs it enough, we can make it a more regular thing.
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