Why I don't ride my bike In years past, I liked to ride my mountain bike - not on mountains, but on city streets. I used it to commute to a volunteer job when I was in Boston. I rode it for fun in San Francisco. It is a Gary Fisher Hookooeekoo bike (yes, funny name, named after a trail in Marin County California where Gary helped invent mountain biking). I bought it in 1994, and it looks almost new because I don't ride it much, and I have always kept in inside the house. Now it is parked in my living room, ready to go, except that the tires are flat because bike tires always go flat. Car tires don't go flat. The tires are high pressure with presta valves. I don't know why bicycle tire technology hasn't solved the leaking air problem. So, I don't ride my bike because: - My tires are flat. - I loaned my good, floor tire pump with a guage to my ex-girlfriend. - She moved, and she can't find my pump now. - I researched mini tire pumps on the internet, and found one I liked, but I couldn't find a local bike shop that had it. - Then last month in San Francisco, on Valencia St, I happened into a bike shop and they had it. I bought it, it was so expensive, oh well. - Now it is too cold to bike. It is winter. I don't have wind pants, brrr. Maybe when it gets warm in the spring ...