For those of you who have seen my bike, you know it was not meant for the Tour de France. Or anything faster than a leisurely stroll. It's an orange Raleigh Retroglide cruiser. With the springs in the seat and huge handlebars. One gear only and foot brakes. I wouldn't want to ever ride anything else.
So I must have really looked like the wicked witch yesterday afternoon when Lewis and I decided to bike to Killeberg, a town about 10 kilometers from here. Lewis clocked me and said I was keeping a pretty fast pace.
The road to Killeberg is a small countryside road, but the speed limit is still about 55. No worries in Sweden though. They are very good about sharing the road with cyclists because it's such a big part of the culture.
Not only was I impressed that I made it there and back. I also took some nifty photos of Lewis with the camera behind my back!
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