Well, Crow Sister, couldn't tell from the second message what you wanted me to do, so I moved this to its own thread. I rod my bike almost everywhere until I turned 44 and moved to a hilly area that was difficult for bicycling. At the same time, I gave up smoking, and I gained 40 pounds, and I haven't cycled much. Now I'm in a very rugged area of the Sierra Nevada foothills, northeast of Sacramento. This is a very popular area for bicyclists. We're on a three-mile-long hill, and I constantly see people struggling to go up the grade. I really don't see how they find pleasure in that at all, but I have to admit the downhill ride looks exhilarating. But I'm a city bicyclist. Riding a bike is such a wonderful way to get around a city. Even the heaviest traffic doesn't slow you down all that much, and you can often get around much faster than you can in a car.