Today I hopped on my trusty old mountain bike, after having put a few hundred miles on my new road bike. My trusty old mountain bike, that always fit me just like a glove felt…awkward. I felt top heavy, it felt squirrelly, uncertain and unsteady. Or maybe it was just me.
I’m shocked at how acustomed I’ve become to the fit and “geometry” of my new road bike that was fitted for me. I never thought I’d feel like a road bike was more comfortable than my gold ol’ bridgestone.