Sea Trails-My Huffy is Gone

Biceps bought me a bike years ago from a thrift store.
I loved her. Her name was Molly. She was orange, brown and beautiful.

Molly was the standard of inefficiency. With three gears and a metal frame, she lumbered over curbs and puttered up hills. She forced you to notice your surroundings, albeit slowly…very slowly.

Molly’s logos were starting to fade; but proudly displayed themselves as best as they could. I have always loved the color combo of yellow, gold, orange and brown.

Molly kept log of her miles and kept track of her speed. My favorite thing about her was the 242 original miles she had slowly explored during her life. What stories she could tell…

Her seat was as comfortable as a 2 x 4. The springs had lost their bounce, providing little to no cushion for my bony backside.
But, I loved her.

And then Lady Bike came into my life. There didn’t seem to be enough room on our back porch for these two rivaling bikes. The constant arguing between the new vs. the old upset me somethin’ fierce. I had to make the hard decision to let one of them go. We just couldn’t go on like this anymore.

Goodbye, sweet Sea Trails.
You were a good bike and I will miss your retro paint job, your speedometer and your curvy handlebars.
I will not miss my sore butt or my extremely tired thighs, however.
It was better for all of us this way.