Hey Doc

Ever since I came back to the States, my friends had invited me for mountain biking. I have used all the lame excuses for not able to go. Like, my bike is not ready, or I am busy that day. Deep down, I am afraid of facing the reality that I am so out of shape to go on a ride like we used to do in a heart beat.
I took the bike off the hanger in the garage. Both tires were completely flat. I am surprised that both front and rear shocks were still holding the air although they all needed a little lubrication. The only problem is the front derailer can not shift into the large ring which its OK because on the MTB, it is not used that often. Other than that, everything works just like before.
After cleaning the dust off, I took a spin in the street around the neighborhood. It all works well but my body seems out of place. I have not ridden any bikes in years. Somehow I can't find a comfortable position on this bike. I put over 2000 miles on this bike before I stored it away so it must be me that has changed, few years older for sure.

On a different note,
Saturday was the memorial for Stan Seaberg, the father of my best friends Sylvia and Sonia. It was held at Hokone Garden in Saratoga. You can't find a better place for this ceremony. We celebrated the colorful life of Stan. We will miss you deeply.